Saturday, March 25, 2017
Sitting in the heat of the sun, I plucked plump blackberries popping them into my mouth one by one. Savoring. Biting into the seeds, the flavor burst through my mouth.
I must partake of the bounties offered to me in this life. I mindfully accept and if need be will reach for what there is breathing in gratitude aware that I am nourished and supported.
A striped multi-colored hat umbrella sits on my head.
I roll over and think: Playfulness and joy is part of living. Life will bring rain, but make the best of it.
Jerry is packing for a trip alone to Florida to stay with a friend. He is sick. It is clear that this is his journey. I want to come, but a man in a van passing out flyers for trash removal takes my attention away and I yearn to return to Jerry who is slowly packing the car. I remember I just want to be with him for however long we have. I am unsure he will make the journey. There is anxiety. I have no choice, but to let him go.
I had no choice. Presently the details of my life distract me. The kids. The house. Cooking. Filing. Dust bunnies. Crunching the snow beneath my feet. Listening to the birds sing. Blessings on this earth continue without Jerry. He wouldn't want it any other way.