Easter alone.

Easter Flowers.

Sunday, Easter morning, and the sun is just coming over the Sandia's. I was looking for a picture, that I know is in my picture file somewhere and I just couldn't find it. I choose this one, because Sweetie just loved Irises. I would try to have flowers in the house for Easter, and she just loved them. 

This is my first, Easter Lone. The first one of many holidays, without my Sweetie Pie. As I write this, I can feel the tears starting to swell up inside of me. 

In my new book on grieving, he starts out with his first Christmas without his wife. Easter isn't as dramatic as Christmas, but it is the same idea, the same feelings, that I'm doing something for the first time that I've never done before, I'm doing it as a widow. 

No matter how I feel, the day goes on, I must grieve and remember that this to will pass. I must, I will, allow my heart to cry, to yell, to feel the pain of love gone, and then get up, for there is still life to be lived. 

Saturday

Up and get going. Don't have much planned, just a zoom meeting, then off to a face to face meeting. After that, who knows what. 

When I got home, it was out to the fallen tree. Chain saw in hand, with a freshly charged battery, I attack the stump with all the vigor I can manage. Today, I brought an empty trash can with me and started the clean up. 

Didn't do too much, I could of done more, but the energy wasn't there. It is a start, and tomorrow after all the Easter stuff is done, I'll be out there again. 

There just doesn't seem to be that drive that I thought I would have. You know, the ambition to keep going. To keep the house clean, to wash the cars, all the maintenance stuff that goes into being a home owner. 

To report, my legs are improving, as long as I spend time on the floor, stretching. 

Ended the day with another face to face meeting, and a call with my traveling partner. 

Driver is ready, He has the car all gassed up, and we are out of here. There is much life left on the Road to Living Again. We are heading not just to the land of the living, we are headed out to a new life, in the land of the living. Making adjustments along the way. One of which is Keeping My Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Blessed. Arthur.