Shhhhh..A Haiku

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Got a Secret 🤫

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#gottacrush

Who’d a thunk????  Not me….but I have to say #feelsgoodtofeelagain even if he’ll never know 🤐

 

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Happy New Years Eve..2018

 

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Happy New Years Eve Everyone!! Hard to believe another year has come and gone. I have no complaints with my 2018. For all intent and purposes it was good to me. I will be spending today and tonight, home alone., reflecting, contemplating, and planning…….I have much to be Thankful for…..these beautiful humans, my children and grandchildren ❤️

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this is what it’s all about ❤️

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I miss my Pa bunch ❤️

I’m Thankful for ‘my tribe’….their friendship and understanding has been good Medicine this year.

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Love these ladies ❤️

My Earth Angels…..you know who you are ❤️🙏 Your continued love, encouragement and support during this journey has also been good Medicine…I Love You 🙏❤️

 

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Gotta Luv Art Therapy 

 

New Year = what for me? I have no clue….but I’m open to whatever comes my way…while this has been my second full year of my widow’s journey, it is my Hope and Plan to go into 2019 with both feet on the ground (I need my grounding!) all the while still spreading my wings and riding my Winds Of Change. I do know I want and need to go into this New Year taking the emphasis off of widow and putting it back on Linda the Living. Being a widow is and always will be a part of who I am, but it’s not what defines me………..change also means figuring out the changes I need to make here with my blog. I’ve been floundering with it and it’s purpose……I’m up for the challenge though……….

So Maddox and I wish y’all a very Happy New Year 🎊🎉🎊🎉🎊

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Happy New Year 🎉

12 Nights Of Solstice…Night Two

Night Two found me bundling up and venturing outside for a late night soul-stroll.  Cat over at Journey Path Institute:12 Nights Of Solstice, invited us to find a Sacred branch or wand…my wand of choice proved to be my pencil. After my soul stroll in the dark, I came back inside, listened to the meditation, then proceeded to write….

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imposed my poem on a photo of my tree taken in the dark….kinda like this effect 

As someone who has always been a morning person, these meditations and exercises have me stepping out of my ‘normal realm’ and embracing the dark. 

Welcome to Second Night of Solstice,

A time of traveling and following the heart path. 
This is a time of connecting with your inner expression,
revealing the stripped down self.
This is a time of finding your way between the veil,
and through the edges of time…
seeking assistance in the reflective surface.
Finding the gifts that will illuminate and guide you along your way to
celebrating the deep darkness, and the return of the sun.

 

Happy Halloween

 

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When witches go riding,
and black cats are seen,
the moon laughs and whispers,
‘tis near Halloween.
~Author Unknown~

 

This past weekend, I attended my very first adult Halloween Party……the co-ordinator of  our widow/widowers MeetUp group was our host. Such a blast. We have all been brought together by the painful experience of losing our spouses…we’re proof that you can find a way to live, laugh, and love again. 

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Pink Ladies Rule (love my tribe)

 

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His 2nd Angelversary

 

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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.

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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…
AND
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.

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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.