02/26/2026
I sit here, marvelling at the warm late February weather; bumblebees bumble around me, the birds sing from the Hawthorne tree and this boy Sméagol keeps me company.
Days like today feel like anything is possible even amidst the clatter and clang of current affairs.
🌳🌳🌳
I’m doing ok right now, right here, this morning.
Time truly does heal.
But man oh man it’s been brutal. Loss changes everything, your life, your routines, your security and your literal brain patterns. So I’ve just learned to quiet my life, to slow down and allow new cycles to emerge. And I have found such beauty in grief, in the honour of loving someone so fiercely and then surviving when they leave. To honour that sacred contract of being the one that stayed, to learn to live again, in the newest possible ways is so damn beautiful.To re-discover myself is a trip I tell you. At first it was horrific to go from being a “We” to just a “Me”…But I’m doing it.
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So I sit on the front step, feeling Spring waking up, feeling hopeful and sometimes even happy. Never doubt that my guy is ever,ever off my mind, he walks with me everywhere, sometimes with a dialogue that makes me laugh out loud (his Dad jokes still abound!)…. But I am still walking, one step at a time, one breath at a time, still here.
Blessings Beauties.🌳🌝⭐️