Living is a whole new adventure when you suddenly find yourself alone, widowed and the mother of four young boys a lot like their Dad.
Grateful He’s Gone
Feeling Grateful I’m here. As I held one of my children, I felt a new sense of gratitude. The kind of gratitude that one can feel in the presence of a new perspective with an old thought. I held my boy and realized how much I loved holding him and how much I would miss him had I been the one to have died.
Christmas Present
Being Present. That is the best Gift you can give. Ever. I know. I remember the times I wasn’t present while Grant was alive. Now he’s gone and I wish I could go back and relish those moments I didn’t cherish in the moment, not knowing that they would end. Then, I was unconsciously feeling that not every moment mattered, taking them for granted, taking so much for granted. When I say that now I laugh. Such a potent reminder now, I’ve lost what I took for GRANTed. It’s gone. He’s gone.
