My Wings…

My journey into Widowhood, has found me now, one of many contributing administrators to a FB widows healing group. My role is providing my take on my journey as I navigate, in as positive a way as I can, my life after Jim. I thought I’d share some of my posts here, one never knows who I can reach…….


Good Afternoon Folks! Busy start to the day as we had a ‘date’ at the local bookstore with Peppa Pig. If you have children/ grandchildren I’m sure you know who I’m talking about! As for me…I was ‘designated’ driver for Maddox 😊

Just call me Maddox’s Taxi




My Kristen and Jemma and the very famous Peppa Pig 😊🐷🐷


So as I was contemplating what I wanted to write today, I was watching my daughter and the other young parents with their children, and I was reminded of something I always used to say in regards to my own children….that I wanted them to grow their own wings and learn to fly……………………….I feel as though, at this time in my life, as I’m learning to adjust to my role as Jims widow, that while I thought I had grown my wings, those wings were grown with the help of others….I’ve come to realize My wings still have a lot more growing to do….for the first time in my life my growth is happening solo. As frightening as that was and is, I’m learning how to depend upon myself, because I have no other choice. The Linda I am today, is still a work in progress. I have Faith and I Believe my wings are gonna be Awesome! 

Last night was a big party on White Street here! I choose to celebrate Jim on Friday…these wings of mine are slowly growing


β€œPain is a pesky part of being human, I’ve learned it feels like a stab wound to the heart, something I wish we could all do without, in our lives here. Pain is a sudden hurt that can’t be escaped. But then I have also learned that because of pain, I can feel the beauty, tenderness, and freedom of healing. Pain feels like a fast stab wound to the heart. But then healing feels like the wind against your face when you are spreading your wings and flying through the air! We may not have wings growing out of our backs, but healing is the closest thing that will give us that wind against our faces.”  W~C. JoyBell C.~ 

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13 thoughts on “My Wings…

  1. You know Linda when Widowhood came to me I never thought I would cope, I had two Boys 11 and 15 to bring up and the other two b…..s. How on earth would I cope and I would cry myself to sleep asking David “what am I going to do” but from where? I suspect God, I started to feel I could cope and was doing things I never thought I would. You know as I do poppet we manage we do what we have to. We have the pain the tears but we get through. You have such courage you have helped me. You know as I do what that pain that feeling inside of us is like, we will survive poppet we have things to do.

  2. You post makes my heart warm and tear up as well. I remember when my dad died and how my mother totally despaired. I was so worried about her but she’s rallying along like a trooper. You’ve got so much grace and wisdom. Lovely post and your grandbaby is a cutie.

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