A Fifth Season is a place of pause to grieve the death of my first and only child. A season characterized by reflection on the big stuff and the little stuff that this mom encounters as I parent the memory of my child, and my child, in loving return, parents my heart.
Yesterday I wrote a post that couldn't have beem written without all that I've gained from reading your blog. It isn't the big one that I emailed you about...still can't go there yet. But, your writings have helped me remember things I once knew very clearly about myself. Thank you!!! Hugs and love from me.
Hugs to you too . . . and a strong tail.
ReplyDeleteI don't balance myself too well. No wonder I fall into the deep dark pit many many times. Hugssss.
ReplyDeleteYesterday I wrote a post that couldn't have beem written without all that I've gained from reading your blog. It isn't the big one that I emailed you about...still can't go there yet. But, your writings have helped me remember things I once knew very clearly about myself. Thank you!!! Hugs and love from me.
ReplyDeleteoops, meant "been", not "beem"
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This is wonderful, thank you for sharing it! Instead of waiting for outside circumstances to change I need to practice creating my own miracles :)
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ReplyDeleteWhat a powerful image to go with the powerful thought. Sending good thoughts.
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