Summer is gone finally. I busy myself with all the many chores around the homestead. It took about a week to pick up all the downed limbs and twigs from the storm(s). We interred John's ashes into the cemetery plot he had purchased back in 1999. He picked his own stone etc...he later decided he wanted to go with cremation and he tried to sell his plot. He was not able to and finally just gave up. So we did both. He is resting in his plot in a lovely Urn, and I have a small one on the mantle. I dealt with losing him long ago but still there is pain inside me to deal with. I cry a little each day and add that to the years of tears cried.
Slowly I hope nature will help me...right now I'm closed off...but I know soon the shield will be moved and I will be open again to feeling, enjoying, and experiencing. In fact my son and I took a walk the other day and we found this beautiful sight best seen in motion. I know John would have loved it...he was close to nature when he was in his prime. I will be back when I can find my words again. I'm still exploring the idea of Vlogging, it's a way to explore being creative and sharing.
Hope you all have a good week.
PEACE
Every day is a new Adventure.
