Life, hope, lifestyle and everything beautiful
It’s been five years and a half since the hurricane of change hit my life. Some things went down hard and ugly, but it also brought many blessings. As I write this, Florida weather has turned cold, just a day before I head back to San Francisco where I made my home 21 years ago.
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There was shattered glass everywhere. I got up from bed and made my way carefully to the window where a beautiful full moon greeted me. I had never seen such grandeur before. It seemed to beckon me.
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I don’t seem to be alone when it comes to hardship. Of late, I talk to people, watch the news and everyone seems to be drowning in their own personal sea of troubles. I’d like to say that it helps to know that I’m not alone but sometimes it’s hard not to drown and go […]
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We made it! We are alive! And that in itself, for some, is especially a miracle!
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Now, as the year comes to an end, I reflect on what has transpired and I’m OK with most everything. When I was blindsided by my husband’s request for a divorce, I nodded, got my bags and walked away without a fight and with nothing.
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“Deep grief sometimes is almost like a specific location, a coordinate on a map of time. When you are standing in that forest of sorrow, you cannot imagine that you could ever find your way to a better place.
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Sometimes the only answer I have when someone asks me how I’m doing is simply; “Breathing,” because this is how it feels and it’s OK. Not only does this cut the conversation short, but explains more than 100 words can. Everyone understands all too well in their own way this answer.
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I should be packing to be reunited with part of my family tomorrow, and here I sit. I used to pack a week ahead, but life has changed and my movements have become slow as well as my reactions. It’s been a ride.
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This is what happens to all of us if we allow ourselves to leave behind the “lessons” and begin to rise after we’ve fallen.
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Now, when I’m faced with some sort of hardship since my friend passed, I always go back to that time when he slipped away in my hands. Nothing, after that, can be as bad. I use this “loss” to gauge many of my feelings now, whether it be anger, sadness or loneliness. “It could be worse, I […]
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