My sincere apologies. It has been one of the most shocking, traumatic and emotional weeks of my life. I won’t go into details as it is all too raw; I am fine, as is my family. A dear, dear friend is fighting for her life, and short of a miracle, it is a fight she may not win. My heart is bleeding for her and her family and the sense of helplessness and the futility of the situation is more than I can put into words.
To this end, this batch of #100happydays images is sometimes not so happy, but always heartfelt.
I am sorry this image was such a cop out. Truth be told I couldn’t make myself post a solid black image – that is how bad this day was. My life and the lives of so many others, changed irrevocably on this day.
Utter desolation. Total devastation. This day sucked.
And if you have little kids, life goes on regardless of your own personal traumas. I am so very blessed to have Edie, Connie and Reg, pretty sure I would have been rocking mindlessly in a state of catatonia without them. Go and tell your kids, your partner, your besties, that you love them and hug them – long and hard. Do it now.
Living in the moment and drinking in each and every thing I can with a quiet mindfulness. Each action I undertake, no matter how little or mundane has taken on such enormous significance, that sometimes I struggle to maintain my composure. I so desperately want this ‘everyday normal’ for my dear, dear friend. I wish, I hope and yes, I pray, for Bud. And Shaun and Brock and Jada.
Each moment, regardless of how blisteringly happy it may be, is now tinged with sadness. I managed a hour or two today, without being overwhelmed by the enormity of the tragedy unfolding in all our lives. And those couple of hours, filled with nothing overtly special, were indeed some of the most special moments of my life. And the kind of moments I wish with all my heart, that Bud may once again enjoy.
Goodnight, rest easy, tomorrow is another day. Be kind, be grateful, be generous.