Ever have one of those "empty" days.
Thinking about Life.
Struggling not to feel the Loss.
Wondering about the tomorrows.
Breathing in the moments of today.
Looking for direction.
Searching for purpose.
A weary heart.
A tired mind.
Treasuring the smiles to my heart.
Reminding myself of these words:
Some people could take a lesson
With this definition of insanity?
"extreme foolishness or irrationality" ..
Getting to love on the cow was beyond wonderful.
She was precious. ❤
Contrary to what I have been accused of, I am not vain. I actually detest my own pictures.
However, shortly after I became a widow, a dear friend suggested that I take the selfies.
Telling me they would be a visible diary of the grief ... and of the healing that would come.
So, in keeping to that wisdom, I do.
Looking back, the grief is obvious.
Looking now? So is the healing obvious.
Great grief is indicative of great love.
Always yours Rick,