5 years already

To My Mr. Wonderful

You've been gone 5 years now... how can that be?  I was so broken when you died... but life went on.

Our children amaze me all the time.  They roll with the punches and laugh with each other often.  It is so nice to see that they are all such good friends.  They have continued to watch over me without clipping my wings.  They are loving and supportive.  It is so obvious that you are present in our everyday lives.  The kids quote you and still make fun of you every chance they get.  It makes me smile to see that their tears have been replaced with belly laughs.  It is evident that they inherited what was good in both of us.

Your granddaughters are amazing.  I know you are watching over them (and please continue to do so!)  They are the lights that shine no matter what is happening around us.  

There have been so many changes in my life... but most importantly, I am happy.  I can look back without tears.... there are too many reasons to smile.   I still jump out of bed in the mornings, raring to go.  I continue to fall asleep mid sentence, sometimes while texting one of our kids.  I still forget to give the dog water, but she has her way of reminding me!  I am still backing the car into the driveway and letting my gas tank get too low before filling up...

I have healed.  I have a good life.  I am blessed to be surrounded by good people.

Rest in peace, my love...

Pandemic

So I've been officially in isolation for over 2 months.  (My quarantine started a little earlier than most due to knee surgery.)  

What I have learned these past 2 months:

• I don't mind staying home.  I like my house.  
• I am a social person - and I miss seeing people.
• I am all about the hugs and kisses - I miss touching others and being touched.  
• My brain can rationalize the situation and it works very hard to convince my heart to comply.
• I am grateful that my kids and I have the gift of humor and can find something to laugh about in nearly every situation.

There are a lot of things that I could find to complain about.... but optimism is my gift.  These are not unbearable circumstances.  It will come to an end one day.  

Perhaps, everyone will come to realize how precious life is... something I learned many years ago.