What can I say? The last few weeks have been rugged to say the least–first, Sadie passed away and then, right on the heels of that, we lost a beloved friend under very tragic circumstances. Wendy came up from California and the two of us attended the services, which were moving and beautiful. Since it isn’t my story to tell, I won’t be including details.
These particular losses run deep, and they will always be with us, but there is the Going On part, and though that’s certainly a challenge, it’s also necessary, of course.
I’m getting back to work on the book–and writing is a healing act for me, as well as a solace, so I’m glad to have a story waiting to be finished.
I cry when I need to, but often the emotion behind those tears is something sacred, like love or its first cousin, gratitude, rather than pure sorrow. After all, the blessings outnumber the heartaches most of the time.
I will be talking about positive things on this blog, because that’s where my focus needs to be.
Figuartively, I’ve been thrown from the saddle twice lately, and landed pretty hard both times. Now, it’s time to get back on the horse.
Much love to all of you, and heartfelt thanks for all your comforting emails and notes. It’s helpful just knowing you care.
