As many of you know my beautiful BraveHeart Man transitioned December 7, 2014, just before Christmas. I used my Braveheart tools and kept moving forward ensuring that Christmas was not lost for our 15 grandchildren and for others who attended Carmon's Celebration Of Life.
Fast forward to 8 months later (8 being the sign of infinity) and I am about to journey with Carmon's ashes to where he wanted to be scattered in the wind to complete his journey.
To my total surprise I am being overcome with tears as Sunday draws near. I am wondering where is this coming from? Didn't I deal with everything over the last eight months and shouldn't it be a joyous occasion of fulfilling Carmon's wishes?
What I realize now is that when you allow yourself to go DEEP within and pull off the mask of "Life Is Moving On," we discover that we are vulnerable, delicate souls on earth to grow not just on the surface but to reach down into the very depths within ourselves; stretch beyond our edges and it hurts but that's okay, let the tears flow and release.
So as I journey on Sunday for 2 hours quietly in my car and take in the beauty of my surroundings, I will cry, I will release and when I return I will be forever changed and blessed for having had the experience of 9 wonderful years with a soul of a man that I know will not be matched again.
Breath into every moment of the day, Sisters, as the wind can shift in a blink of an eye and catch the gems as they fall to the ground so that you may be all that you are destined to be.