Strange times…

Last few days have been very trying and eye opening. 

While we are as happy as we can possibly be, other people’s lives crumble in front of our eyes. That leaves me with a strange feeling of having the duty to reach out, where I would possibly choose to stay out of it just a few weeks ago.

I don’t want to speak in code, so I will leave this topic alone.

I want to dedicate this post to mourning the loss of John. We had good times, we had falling apart times, all we are left with is wondering what would be if…

Ones life is a product of past experiences and interactions with all the random and less random people in our lives. Why is it we choose one path over another? I would love to know, then maybe I would know the secret of life itself.

Right now all I can offer is an “invisible hug”.

I feel a bit strange talking about my life and kitchen redecorating when person I knew was reduced to just memories, but life itself is strange, so I guess I just go on.

We took a little family day today and took Sara sledding on Cypress. I realized that  I managed to just be and enjoy the precious time with my wonderful family. I always rush and have the running schedule in my head, but for the very first time I just was, was there for my daughter (who might not appreciate it now, maybe one day) and for my amazing husband.

So so long John, rest in peace.