Even now… I’m looking through “good glass.” I wrote this blog a long time ago but never posted it. It doesn’t matter what task(s) I perform throughout the day- from making the bed to washing the dishes or sweeping the floor. I always try and make them more pleasant than I was taught to believe they were. The chores, the…
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It is getting easier. I’m starting to tip the scale; I can feel it. When I walk through “JOE’S BEACH,” which I’ve been doing every day, I’m not consumed with ‘only’ thoughts of him. My mind is going to other places, too. It’s forward-thinking, it’s dreaming, it’s believing, it’s knowing that God has a plan and a purpose for my life. And…
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That’s what I’m calling this place now…my home- because that’s what’s happening here. It’s happening because we’re giving ourselves permission to say all the things– out loud while looking at each other, face-to-face. Things we’ve never said before- to anyone else. Words we’ve barely been able to utter… even to ourselves. Things that need to be said for the wounds…
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My life has changed a lot since I wrote this—many, many weeks ago (where is the time going?) Joe was still here. I was doing my best to stay focused and in a state of gratitude, not fear. (I still am.) I was shielding him from what was happening in the world by not sharing everything I was receiving in my inbox and reading…
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For the first time since June 21, Father’s Day- over five months ago, I’m sitting here in my favorite writing space. I know this because the last entry in this particular journal, morning pages, is left here. Morning pages is a stream of consciousness writing, something I began doing years ago. The words on the page are hard for me…
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