The weather has been beautiful lately and I’m hoping the groundhog got it wrong, not that I believe that anyhow. Sunday we actually got the bike out and took a small putt even though I still feel a little sick from that horrible virus that has hung on for almost 2 months. I want to see Spring, sun, and flowers.
Just to be out with the sun on my face was enough to lift the depression of Winter and other events over the past couple months for a little while and it was Heavenly. Bill seems to think that my loss hasn’t really hit me yet, so he still watches me like a Hawk. I’m not sure if I’m expected to have a break down or what.
I’m not quite sure what he’s looking for, but I guess if I start acting even more weird then I already am he’ll know what to do. I have learned in my life to accept the things I can’t change and have no control over and let go and move on. I have been surrounded by death most of my life and it amazes me that many haven’t.
Everyone deals with heartache, but we can’t let that be the controlling factor. Of course I mourn for all my losses, but I know I have to continue the life I was given to experience and that all the energy of the people I have loved and lost in this life is still in my heart and will always be with me and when it’s my time, my energy will also remain just not in the form we’re use to seeing.
