Not saying anything about anything ... just going to give this a try in the hopes that a recorded life will lead to a better reconciled life ... and a higher awareness ...
This morning we drove to Seashore State Park, to the place where Donald's ashes were scattered, and prayed, sang, and scattered rose petals on the water. The song: The Power of Your Love. The pray-er: Leslie. the scatterers: all of us.
As we walked along the edge of the water, above the rip rap (it was high tide), there were a couple of seagulls who were chasing each other, pecking away, trying to get at what the other one had ... they were kind of funny, in a way.
Just as we got ready to begin, a Pelican flew straight at us from across the inlet, and landed just a few feet offshore and literally, it seemed, stared at us, with the tip of it's beak stuck down in the water ... while I don't necessarily believe in 'visitations' from beyond, this was just eerie enough to make me think that there might have been more going on than just a bird looking for food from humans ... I'm sure we tend to anthropomorphize events like that, but it almost seemed like Donald was there with us...
It was COLD ... but good. we stopped at the Starbuck's next to the Loessner Bridge and spent about an hour ... if not longer, just sitting together and sipping our drinks and talking ...
All in all, a nice way to start the year. Acknowledging the hardships of the last year, and their accompanying sorrows, but looking forward to the coming year with hope and prayers for healing.
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