Just got back from the beach..which was our favorite place, our favorite time of day and where I scattered Jim’s ashes. I was gifted a beautiful sunrise as I remember my beautiful husband on day 730 .. his 2nd Angelversary….I wanted to share some of my moments with y’all. I felt peace and gratitude for the life we were gifted.
It’s been two years now, since he was called home.
This journey has been bittersweet. I made it through all the firsts. I heard the stories that year two could be even worst then the first…….I was determined I wasn’t going to allow that to be part of my story.
As 2018 rolled in, I promised myself and Jim it was going to be my year. I feel
I’ve kept that promise. I’ve stepped out of my comfort zones. Driving (those who know me well KNOW what a big accomplishment that is!) Attended my first writing workshop sharing my words and thoughts with accomplished writers as well as putting out there that I want and Need to put my book together. And by joining a Meetup Widow/Widowers group, I’m now connected with amazing women and men who not only fully understand this journey of widowhood, I’m forging new friendships…….and what else has year two taught me?
The truth is, my truth is, I hold the pencil, and I write my story….
So, while life doesn’t necessarily get better
It does continue to grow different each day (and that’s a good thing)
And the choice is mine on how I choose to live it…
What I choose
Is to live it and find my purpose.
What I choose
Is to look out and see all that is beautiful.
What I choose
Is to live a life of Hope…
All the while
Thanking God every day for the gift of loving Jim
and his loving me,
and the adventure that was the life we shared.
For the memories we made.
Until we meet again husband, I will continue to live my life out loud
And make you proud. This is how I Choose to Live.
Snuck in a visit with my friend Bonnie Bebee over at the Beebe Ranch the other day. Living on Chincoteague was truly a dream come true and befriending the Beebe’s was as well. If any of you read the book Misty of Chincoteague you’ll understand why……..anyhoo, I got to meet two wonderful whiskered gentleman, named Chip and Bill on my visit……here’s handsome boy Chip 😊
Meet Blue-eyed Chip
Chip and his momma Pearl
Chip was playing shy boy 😊
Now here’s Bill…I do believe he likes me 🤣
That face 😊
Whispering sweet nothings in my ear….actually I think he liked the way I smelled 🤣
Apparently I taste good 🤣
I’ve still ‘got it’ lol
My Journey continues and my life continues to evolve as Jim’s 2nd Angelversay grows closer. In the meantime, today marks week 103 since he died…and it finds me back ‘home’ on Chincoteague. I actually arrived on Wednesday…..it was a beautiful day for a ride.
Driving over and under the Bay Bridge Tunnel
So many external changes here…the house we lived in recently sold….from what I can see internal and external changes are being done. It does my heart good to see the house being taken care of and used once again to make memories….I can sit here next door where I’m staying, look over and smile knowing Jim and I lived an incredibly Blessed life there.
But the biggest changes are the ones within me…………I’m here to reminice and to celebrate my man and our life here….knowing full well that I have a new life and friends back in NC……….but oh how I miss these sunrises ☀️
Peace From The Beach ✌️
“You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment.” ~henry david thoreau~
It’s been a full week since I attended the #writepublishpromote writers incentive retreat. I’m still trying to wrap my head around the entire experience. I wanted to share the grounds the retreat was held at. St. Francis Springs Prayer Centerproved to be the ideal place for me to be. The peaceful serene setting truly is a healing place. The fact that Saint Francis was my favorite Patron Saint as a little girl was not lost to the adult ‘child’ I am now 😊
I was excited there was a labyrinth on the grounds. I’d always wanted to stroll one….Early morning Soul-Strolls walking the labyrinth is how I started each morning.
A small waterfall was also on the grounds……there was no denying the positive energy my entire being was absorbing….
Of course I was surrounded by the ‘Dear Old Ones’ 💚🌳
And here’s a small sampling of the art work that caught my eye. Yep, there is a certain rhythm to these 😊🌳
All-In-All this was not, at least for me, just a Writing Incentive Retreat. This truly was a Spiritual Awakening as well. I’m still having a hard time finding the words to describe it all. Writers Block?!?! How’s that for irony?!?!? Was on a writers retreat and I’m at a loss for words…but I know they will come!!!!!
Summer Solstice was in full swing. Hot and steamy here in the south. With blinds drawn and my fan working on over-drive to keep me cool, I was seated at my desk, lost in thought and writing. When all of a sudden I heard something fall…..muffled by the closed windows and whir of the fan, it wasn’t loud at all. I got up to investigate…..imagine my surprise when I found this….
Not what I was expecting……
A huge sadness gripped my heart last night….this tree has been a huge part of my healing for 13 months….seeing him broken breaks my heart….my old one, my healer, my friend.
This morning, I was gifted this view …..
“In the blink of an eye, change occurs and wraps you in sadness. But, even within that change and sadness, there is beauty to behold.” ©lindafedroff_june22,2018
He stands tall and majestic Still 💚