This morning I had one of those emotional moments. The kind that stops you in your tracks and makes you sit and cry. Before you start feeling sorry for me, it wasn't that kind of moment. It was the kind that takes your breath away because you can't believe what you see or where you are or even how you got there. I'm pretty sure it was the phone call from the accountant that triggered this particular episode. There were all kinds of questions about my tax forms and recent changes etc. It stirred up thoughts of my husband who passed away and my life in those last years of his life and the promise I made to myself after he was gone. I promised I would not succumb to self pity and that I would no longer be afraid of anything. That I would take chances and have no regrets after all was said and done.I believed at the time and I still do, that he would be my guide and look out for me, and in some way he would be along for the journey or at least not too far away. So in one brief flash as I was looking out at the beautiful mountains, the blue sky, gorgeous sun streaming in with birds flying in to get their breakfast and wind chimes making that delicate tinkling sound, I knew it was true. He was here and he was sharing this view with me,only he had a better view.
Yesterday I had a very heartwarming conversation with a friend. He said you really have to look at the big picture and not get caught up in the small insignificant "stuff" that traps us in our day.I thought about that too as I cried and laughed and thanked my loved ones, both here and above, for looking out for me.