Monday, 11 July 2016

The sorrow ...

.,, the sadness dispels into dreams to take flight in signs given ... 

Only at the end of June in one the many conversations yet again on my still youngish age to go, have a life ... I was reminded ... I am very aware of that ... to have had three decades, before I settled into family life, within the next two decades I would be a widow ... and to start the next maybe lot in a slight difference of not just the offspring to fly the nest ... I am able to explore again for myself with me and my ... 

It is a journey of such ... I will relish in time, the opportunities. The bit by bit of the grief to live alongside. At times still surreal, I find. This compounded with our daughter up the North West of  England.. It feels in some moments ... did that part of life with a family happen ...? 

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