4 years. A Widow.

Despite his physical absence, I love my Jim. He will always live on inside my heart.❤️

First, let me say, I Love October. Autumn is my favorite season. The colors. The smells. The crispness in the air. Pumpkin everything!!!Still warm temperatures. But then you have the other side of October.

It’s the anniversary of Jim’s death, his deathiversary has arrived for the fourth time. There’s no outrunning it. There’s nowhere to hide from it. My favorite season also transports me back to that day four years ago that I learned what it was to grieve, really grieve.

So much has happened in those four years, yet some days it feels like Jim died yesterday. It’s hard to believe that my life could go on without him, but somehow it has. Without him I had no idea how to exist. But bit by bit, I’m coming to a place where I’m realigning and I’m moving forward. I’m throwing away all preconceived ideas of what I thought my life should be looking like four years later.

Instead, I’m trusting that God has each day of my life perfectly planned out for me to the day that I depart from this life.Today, I’m turning my grief to blessings by remembering that God is guiding my steps.

“The heart of a man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps.” Proverbs 16:9 (ESV)

Father, Thank You that there is healing in Your presence. Fill me fresh with Your Spirit and renew my heart and mind in Your truth. I release my sorrow to You, and I ask You to fill every void in my heart with Your peace and love.Thank You for my Jim’s life on this earth and the time I had with him. I know I will see him again in Your timing. I choose to give You honor and praise always. Thank You Father for healing my heart. In Jesus’s name I pray, Amen

Road Trip 🚙

Roadtripped it back ‘home’ to Chincoteague today. The days are ticking down to Jim’s fourth Angelversary, and there’s no place I’d rather be then here, with my memories. Memories can and do fade, but the ones I hold dear to my heart, I don’t ever see them fading. So, it’s a beer on the front porch of my friends island cottage, the sound of the gulls as the rain trickles down. I’m grateful and blessed to be back.

3 hour pit stop..great dismal swamp.
Crossing the Chesapeake
First tunnel
Crossing the causeway to Chincoteague
Front porchin’ it 🍺

Saturday Reflection

And if I go , while you’re still here …
Know that I live on ,
Vibrating to a different measure
Behind a thin veil you cannot see through.
You will not see me,
So you must have faith .
I wait for the time when we can soar
together again ,
Both aware of each other.
Until then , live your life to the fullest
And when you need me ,
Just whisper my name in your heart
… I will be there .

Emily Dickinson

Art by Kaye Parmenter

2020 Photo Home Challenge

2020 Home Photo Challenge

This was my backyard view this morning. An incredibly beautiful start this new day courtesy of God 💛☀️

“In the morning, LORD, You hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before You and wait expectantly.” ~Psalm 5:3~

Father, thank you for intervening in my life and allowing me to have a personal relationship with you. Thank you for your love for me today and forever. Thank you for the blessings you’ve given me and my family. Help us use those blessings to bless others. May I live a life of true joy as I see you at work around me today! In Jesus’ name. Amen. -~Ron Moore~