We’re Outta Kleenex

And another thing. The blessing that is the relationship between a mother and her grown daughters — well, it’s hard to describe. I am beyond fortunate to have this gift. And it’s a true gift from God.

During this last week spent in the mountains of West Virginia with my firstborn, we walked, we hiked, we fished, we cooked and we talked. Boy, did we talk! And that’s what moms and daughters do.

But this time was a bit different. This time, we were grieving the loss of a husband, and my daughter’s stepfather. We had a whole week to talk it through and as all moms and daughters know, we were able to fill that week with our talks (and burn through one entire box of Kleenex), and we look forward to seeing each other soon so that we can continue the chatter!

It was so good to be with family. My recent losses have left me feeling short on family, and so a trip back east and surrounding myself with a daughter, son-in-law and grandchildren really helped to center my soul and remind me that even though I’m missing some very dear ones in my life, I have lots of family right here on earth that still need me — and I need them, and I am uplifted.

God’s Peace!

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About susansplace

Widowed in 2012, I am a mother and grandmother. Born in San Francisco, I now live in the town I grew up in: Mill Valley, California. I love nature photography. Just an amateur but that's OK! My goal: world peace. Got any ideas?
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