“Fill that rabbit hole you’re sitting in with love and light.” OK, I’m shoveling. And I am getting there. Really. Well, I was, until I remembered that here comes one of those “firsts”. The Fourth of July — without my husband.
Now the good news is, the Fourth of July is actually one of my daughter’s birthdays. So, I’m going to shake up the tradition a bit and take her to a lovely mountain inn, and we’re going to go hiking and if we can stay up late enough (I know, pitiful), we will look for fireworks from the top of the mountain.
C.S. Lewis wrote: “Feelings, and feelings, and feelings. Let me try thinking instead… I knew already that these things, and worse, happened daily. I would have said that I had taken them into account. I had been warned – I had warned myself – not to reckon on worldly happiness. We were even promised sufferings. They were part of the program. We were even told ‘Blessed are they that mourn’, and I accepted it. I’ve got nothing that I hadn’t bargained for. Of course it is different when the thing happens to oneself, not to others, and in reality, not in imagination.”
A walk in the park can be an antidote to loneliness.
Breathe in the perfume of the rose.
Watch the children playing.
Listen to the music.
Feel the sun on your back.
Thank you for this day!