I had the opportunity to spend the last 4 days with my boys and hubby on the Island...Vancouver Island for those in other parts of the world. It's a treasure of experience....the sights, smells..touch and listening to the birds and sea lions and waves...a true gem! And in my mind I spoke to my Mom...I talked to her like she was there the whole time...She would have LOVED it!
We spent every summer camping on the ocean in Sechelt when I was a child..counting jelly fish, climbing eucalyptus trees, dodging skunks...swimming in the ocean at sunset. With skunk soaked tents..lol...and raccoons throwing rocks at my Dad for daring to gather water in the creek...lol....and Dad getting eaten alive by the mosquitoes..lol...needless to say he was not a fan of camping..lol..Cooking on an open fire..and to this day can make a mean stew over flame and pancakes and eggs......sigh.....
The thing about grief is that it HITS you! You have no control...it just happens out of no where and you are a weeping mess in a heart beat...even when having a good time.
I ramble...as I have so much to say about this topic but am not ready to go there yet....Just want to say that the present reminds you of the past and when that happens just breathe it in ....Mom and I had a great talk this past week...even though she was not here..I could still hear her voice and feel her LOVE!
Big Mamma LOVE to you all..and will talk about grief at a deeper level when the time presents itself. XXOO