A letter to my friends…
Hi friends. I’m settling into my little corner of the world for a minute, and I just wanted to reach out the way neighbors do — with a soft hello and a little honesty from where I’m sitting today.
It’s been one of those slower days for me. My mind’s been a bit foggy, my energy a little thin, and my heart… well, it’s been carrying more than usual. I’ve had Aunt Billie on my mind all day. I didn’t get to see her like I planned, and that’s been tugging at me. Part of me wants to be right there beside her every day, and another part hesitates because being close makes everything feel a little too real. I know some of you understand that feeling — that quiet ache of loving someone so much that the tenderness becomes its own kind of weight.
She’ll be 101 in just a few short weeks, and I think it’s finally beginning to hit me just how close her last day really is. Every day she’s here is a blessing — I know that — but the avoidance, in some strange way, keeps me a little detached. And as sad as that might sound, it’s my way of holding back the truth of what will surely come sooner rather than later.
It’s all part of the circle of life, and those who know her have been blessed to keep her in our lives for as long as we have. I should be drawing closer instead of pulling away. I suppose in some way, she’s the last of my rocks. My daddy’s gone. My Granny and Grandpa are gone. And now, I’m stepping into that next generation — the “older” one. It’s a strange thing to face your own season of becoming the elder.
But here’s what I’ve been reminding myself: we’re not meant to carry these seasons alone. We’re meant to lean on each other, to show up in the small ways, to say “me too” when someone else’s heart feels heavy. And if your heart is carrying something today — grief, worry, change, or just the tiredness that sneaks up on us — I hope you feel the comfort of this little community we’ve built together.
We don’t have to be perfect. We don’t have to be strong every minute. Some days, it’s enough to simply show up and say, “This is where I am today.” And somehow, sharing that makes the load a little lighter.
Someone said something to me today that stopped me in my tracks — they reminded me that showing up, even imperfectly, is still showing up. And that was exactly what my heart needed to hear.
So from my corner to yours, I’m sending a little warmth tonight — the kind that reminds you you’re not alone, that gentleness counts, and that even on the tender days, we’re held by the people who walk beside us.
With love,
Dawna — may the butterflies remind you that we are all still becoming
Love Life++ Hugs
Love this and you. Mama Sandy
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Love you too Mama Sandy
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