Happy Camper

I looked back at an earlier post today and just had to laugh. In early September, I celebrated the start of camping season and the desire to really get as much outdoorsy time as possible in this season. Little did I know that the rain clouds would make that darn-near-impossible. But here we are, moving towards the end of October and I have one last fighting hope for a camping trip. We have one planned for this coming weekend and although today the rain continues to fall hard on our Tennessee landscape, I am hopeful that the sunshine will find us by the weekend...

Freedom

It's friday. And it's the first one in a while that actually felt like one. I won't be working at all this weekend which is a rarity in the past few months. I won't have to check my blackberry nonstop for fear of missing something. I don't have anyone that needs anything from me. I can simply be. I can read. And rest. And love. I can't wait.

A Habit of Forgetting to Let Go

My grandma passed away two weeks ago. She was 94 years old and lived in a rich and wonderful life. She was ready to go, but even at 94 years old, it felt like it was all so sudden and far too soon. She was the last of my grandparents and this loss has left the world feeling smaller than it had before as I saw the end of that generation in my life. My other grandparents have been gone for years now but the loss of them will never fully heal. I don't know how many times I've been struck by a thought or a memory and moved to tears by their painful absence. They say that time can heal all things. I don't think that's the case in the death of a loved one. Sure, the pain may subside at times but the void that is left is massive and can't be filled by anyone else.