Friday, December 5, 2014

Tracking for December 4

  • sleep: 8 hrs, solid
  • body movement:  n/a
  • contemplation:  morning pages; dharma reading
  • play:  watching movies
  • currently reading:  A College of Magics; A Field Guide to Getting Lost; Paradise In Plain Sight

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Tracking for December 3

migraine hangover ate my day
  • sleep: 8 hrs, solid
  • body movement:  n/a
  • contemplation:  morning pages; dharma reading; 10 min meditation
  • play:  n/a
  • currently reading:  A College of Magics; A Field Guide to Getting Lost; Paradise In Plain Sight

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Tracking for December 2

migraine ate my day
  • sleep: 8.25 hrs, solid
  • body movement:  n/a
  • contemplation:  morning pages; dharma reading
  • play:  massage
  • currently reading:  A Field Guide to Getting Lost; Paradise In Plain Sight

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Tracking for December 1

  • sleep: 7.5 hrs, solid
  • body movement:  30 min exerbike; yoga
  • contemplation:  morning pages; dharma reading
  • play:  cooking ahead for breakfasts for the week
  • currently reading:  A Field Guide to Getting Lost; Paradise In Plain Sight

Monday, December 1, 2014

I'm not looking back, but I want to look around me now

Jay has been gone six months today. It seems like he’s been gone forever, but there are still times when the grief is fresh and strong enough that it seems like only yesterday.

The grief still catches me off-guard from time to time, a punch in the gut that leaves me sobbing. Any sight of his life mask will do that, a song lyric, a picture on the digital frame. It happens infrequently, and generally passes quickly, but the grief is always there, like a pool just under the surface of my life, sometimes quiet, sometimes stormy.

I realized sometime recently that I’m in the ultimate long-distance relationship with Jay, albeit with somewhat less communication than might be desired.

I also realized that he’s been gone a quarter as long as we knew each other. That is sobering.

On the positive side, the universe has surprised me by showing me the face of love again. I honestly didn’t know whether I would ever be able to open my heart to love after Jay died. He and I talked about that a lot, with him worrying that I would purposely close myself off, which he surely didn’t want. And I wasn't so much afraid of closing myself off, but of having a heart that wouldn't open again.

So to find love again so soon and so strongly - what a gift.

And to realize that I have a life I love, full of laughter and friends and fun - this is what I wanted for myself when my husband left me almost four years ago, but that I couldn’t find either where I was living or because of who I was there. Now I have it, and what a blessing it is. It’s not without its challenges, but I’m learning and adjusting and figuring out how to make it all work.

This will likely be the last of my monthly updates on my grief process, unless something significant happens. No doubt I will post on the year anniversary of Jay’s death - that will be a hard day.

But for now, life goes on, and the dance is lively and lovely.


Tracking for November 30

  • sleep: 8.5 hrs, interrupted
  • body movement:  n/a
  • contemplation:  dharma reading
  • play:  spent the day with a friend
  • currently reading:  A Field Guide to Getting Lost; Opening Up; Paradise In Plain Sight

Sunday, November 30, 2014

Tracking for November 29

Oh, the resistance to getting back in motion was high today …
  • sleep: 7.75 hrs, fitful
  • body movement:  30 min exerbike; yoga
  • contemplation:  morning pages; dharma reading; 20 min meditation
  • play:  reading
  • currently reading:  A Field Guide to Getting Lost; Opening Up; Paradise In Plain Sight