I have recently been wallowing in the memories of Russ’ last year and a half. We worked really hard to make each day hold possibility. Russ was ‘amazing’ and blessed me daily with his smiles.
This morning I was again wallowing in Russ’ last year and a half, negating our first 42 years of love, grace and adventure. Russ wouldn’t want me wallowing on his decline, because every single day he held his head high and tried to make each moment hold a smile.
I do ‘Morning Pages’ each morning. It is 3 pages, stream of conscious, never letting the pen stop. Today, I was lamenting my attitude and decided that rather than focusing on the negative I would list 42 years of love and friendship. It was easy… 3 pages of wonderful connections spilled forth with many left unsaid.
With that, I challenge anyone who has lost someone to focus on some of the truths of your connectedness. Let the good memories come to you during this season of JOY.
"But the reality is that I do not control time. Every day I wait. I wait for help, for healing, for days to come, for rescue and redemption...We live in liminal time, in the already and not yet. We dwell in the meantime. We wait."
And in the meantime, I want to train my mind to focus on Joy.
PEACE LOVE HOPE and HUGS
Linda