in the deep waters of the Pacific
The mystery of dark blue-black ocean water is enticing and hypnotic—it pulls me in.
The ocean’s power reminds me of grief.
My Love, you were with me as I spent my birthday on the rough waters of the sea with thousands of these creatures beneath, before, and around the boat.
My adventure at sea included losing my car keys, for a time, which got me home after 9:30pm and I did not make it back to the blog to report on the day. As I type here I realize I am here now. I am here now. That’s what counts.
You were the balance to my perfectionism and rule following. Are you reminding me that I am “enough” in this moment?
The ocean reminds me to BE in this moment.
It reminds me to LIVE in the present.
The beauty of the ocean compels me to BE HERE NOW.
Just a few of many lessons from the sea.
My life will never be the same without this guy—but I am still alive and thank God that I am grateful for this life.
I want to live, learn, and grow. I want to discover more of the world, even the small world of my own backyard.
I want to continue to grow into the person I am meant to be, which means uncovering my own biases, disbeliefs, and blindness.
I want to honor the fifty-one plus years we shared by being whole, healthy, and happy in this new life.
We will always do this together, my love, because you are too much a part of me to ever be fully apart.