Thank you so much for the virtual hugs. I can NEVER!!! get enough of them!!!, TU!!! I'm very glad you have decided to stick around and are now officially part of TGW (Lou, one of my friends came up with this name for our group, and it fits us so perfectly... We are warriors fighting a seemingly never ending battle with Mr. Grief, Karen, another GIC friend referred to grief in this way, and once again, it fits us so well, that we are now officially known as TGW battling Mr. Grief. I've been MIA for awhile, and this message is only the second one I've read today, plus with this foggy widow brain, I don't remember if you already knew what the letters TGW stand for, or why we refer to grief as Mr. Grief.), TU!!! (Total understatement, one of the things I've been saying for so many years, for so long on GIC too, that it has grown way past stale..., but I can't stop saying it.)
Walking is one of my very favorite ways to keep Mr. Grief from suffocating me. During the coldest times this winter (TGW who live in other parts of the country where it's really been COLD!!!, if they read this, are probably laughing at me, but it's okay!!!, I'm originally from New England, so I know what COLD!!! really feels like. However, having lived in SC since the beginning of 2018, I quickly got used to the warmer temperatures. Now anything anywhere near fifty degrees is way past FREEZING!!!, TU!!!), I wasn't motivated enough to put on my walking shoes and hit the pavement. Now that the weather has improved, it feels like a combination of spring/summer already, I'm determined to get back into my daily walks. I love being outside..., getting some fresh air and sunshine..., enjoying Nature..., taking full advantage of all the beauty God created.
By the time I made it outside today, the temperature had almost hit eighty, plenty of sunshine, plus enough wind to cool me down. I saw life all around me... baby turtles, sitting four in a row, on a log, blue herons wading in shallow streams, standing still, like statues, patiently waiting for their lunch to swim close enough to catch, white egrets... skimming the lagoons, taking off, flying high into the sky..., and for the first time this year, I saw two beautiful yellow butterflies, one at the beginning of my walk, and one on the way back home. The first one seemed to appear out of nowhere, and flew on my right side, about shoulder high for about half a block before flying higher and higher into the sky, until it disappeared from sight. I saw the second one slightly ahead of me sitting on a tree limb, it flew out of the tree, and flew once again, to the right of me, before crossing over my right shoulder, flying by my face, flying to the left of me, crossing the road, before vanishing from sight. I believe the butterflies were a sign from Bob, letting me know he's watching over me, here with me... Seeing the first yellow butterfly made me smile... When I saw the second one, my spirits were instantly lifted... I felt a wonderful sense of calm..., happy to be able to enjoy such a beautiful summer like day, in February. I hope you and your girls are able to enjoy some long walks too.
Backing up just a bit, while I was walking, I thought about so many things, how Bob would want me to be happy..., how I don't want to spend the rest of my life so miserable..., existing in a "beige" world..., but not fully living. (Lou's wife, Linda, used to use the word "beige" to describe boring, bland, etc., etc., etc.... Lou shared this, one of Linda's many sayings, with us, and I've been using it ever since. Love it!!!) I don't believe that we are still on this earth just to be miserable!!!, TU!!! Life is a gift..., life is so precious..., and as all of us sadly know, can be taken away from us, at any moment. I am trying so hard to follow the advice in Tom Zuba's books, trying so hard to say "yes" to new adventures..., "yes" to new opportunities, rather than continuing to say "no," and remain tormented 24/7 by Mr. Grief. This, sadly, is a daily struggle..., but and this is a really BIG BUT!!!, today, I did what Lou had to the other morning, I said F*CK OFF!!! to Mr. Grief, and refused to let him ruin this very beautiful day. (I hope you can make sense of what I've just written. Once I get going, I can't seem to stop, and I end up writing what could probably end up as the world's longest run on sentences. However, George, one of TGW, has forgiven me, has forgiven all of us for grammatical errors. Thank you, George!!! When I get going, the words just seem to type themselves, and most of the time I don't reread my messages before posting them.)
I better stop here, have lots more catching up to do....
As always, sending you lots of hugs, wishing you peace, all of us peace. DEB
Hope today you've been able to escape that way too tight a grasp Mr. Grief has on all of us, even if just for a little while.
As always, sending you hugs, wishing you peace, all of us peace. DEB
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