This is the last day I will be 64 - how did that happen?
It just seems to sneak up on a person.
This is also my 640th blog post! June 18th was this blog's sixth anniversary. To borrow a phrase - "I've come along way, Baby" since this blog began. When I began this "journey to a new life" I had no idea how many amazing people it would bring into my life - I had no idea what a healing force it would be for me and for others. I am blessed to know each of you who visit here - thank you for enriching my life.
Today, I am reminded of a watercolor that hangs downstairs in my guest room. It has the following quote inked around the edges:
We never really grow old it seems, we keep in our hearts our fancies and dreams, and in a corner all tucked away is the child we all were yesterday.This year of being 64 has been a very good year. It is the year that The Grief Project was born - a dream come true.
It is the year I learned to open my heart again and feel that unmistakable man/woman feeling that I thought was gone forever.
It is the year that my bestest friend J came to the Twin Cites and now we get to see one another all the time - blessings abound.
It has been a year of healing and growth - the year that I know for sure that I am blessed beyond all imagining. I am grateful for my work, my home, my health, my heart, my friends and family and for my resiliency.
Standing here on the brink of 65 is a pretty good place to stand.
I just took these photos with my computer to mark this day - the last day I will be 64. There is more to come.....