I can’t believe I have endured two months and two days without my dream treasure, Dean Blixt. Good grief … this is proving to be a marathon, not a race, through a long tunnel of darkness.
I continue to focus my energy upwards toward the light yet fully aware of the black hole which lurks below ~ an ominous place I’m praying I never make contact for fear of the escape. Its almost as if the more time that goes by the more the layers peel back, like an onion, to reflect a sharp reality only tears and time tell how the story unfolds.
My heart is so sad yet in my grief, I continue to find pieces of peace which slightly seem to comfort my lost soul. Just like these heart shaped rocks found in my path while walking dogs tonight, I must trust my uncertain steps are leading me right where I need to be. I sure hope I have one handsome Angel walking at my side along the way.
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