Who are some underrated people in history?
Those who did the hard work didn’t get the credit they deserved.
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– Wordless Wednesday, Keith’s Ramblings, Senior Salon, Esme Salon, CatSynth, and Suzana.
along with Wednesday Quotes- Kym at A Fresh Cup of Coffee , Sadje, at Keep It Alive Today, was family day. So special with treasured memories.
A Grieving Widow’s Journal Entry:
Sunday, June 23, 1982-
It’s a good day to lie in my hammock by the lake. A cool breeze blows my hair in various directions. I take a deep breath while telling myself, “Let it go.” Instead of grieving the loss, be glad it happened, they say. …and like they say, “it’s easier said than done, right?”
…What could have been? I must stop thinking about my grief. All sorts of memories flow through my head like daggers with flaming-hot arrows. My heart is heavy; my brain feels numb. I must pivot.
I listen to the duck’s quack as I watch her waddle with a trail of babies behind her. It’s the season for new life. I could think of a rebirth for me. Or I could be happy it happened. Giving myself grace while accepting my fate as it is, instead of what I want it to be.
So, I settle my mind into what is going on in my reading world. That is something I can control, I think to myself.
Currently, I am reading two books. Murder of Pearl by Nellie H. Steele and Lost in the Past-Book 2 by Jennie Elaine. Both are mystery books that I highly enjoy. Recently, I finished reading: A Shady Pines Mystery Novel – Book 1- Secrets from the Past by Jennie Elaine. Next, I will read book 3 in the A Shady Pine Mystery Series and complete the series by reading Shadows of the Past. #WWW
My mind wanders again to you. As long as my mortal world is mine, I will walk a mile multiplied by a billion. In every direction, I would hope to find you standing there. Handsome features carved into your face, with a chivalrous personality, a gentleman’s composure, and a look of pure love for me. I miss that feeling. One day, we will meet again, I hope. Until then, I will look up at the moon to be content that you gazed upon the same sky and moon. #TTC
I lay my head down, resting it on the plush, Cheshire cat you won for me at the county fair so long ago. The cologne you used to wear saturates the toy with its pleasant smell. I bought a bottle to remind me of you. I remember, we courted for 1 year before we decided to marry. The year was 1812. It’s the year the Titanic sank in the chilly waters of the Atlantic. The ship that was claimed to be unsinkable. I remember that night. The first trip we could afford as a family. The two of us. Yet during the sinking, you gave up your seat on the lifeboat so another woman could take it with her baby daughter. I said there was plenty of room for you to join as well. But you declined this lifeboat and said you were going to be on the next. Overwhelmed with sorrow, I knew then, as the boat lowered, that you would not be on the next. My heart dropped a thousand levels that night.
I thought about my pain of losing you for years. Never to marry again, I occupied my time with my job as a newspaper journalist. Now, I am retired, and I have too much time on my hands, it seems, not to remember the tragedy of so many people. I often wonder about our shipmates and what their lives have been like. I don’t think I ever reached the stage where I could accept my fate. Our fate. From that night until now, I have gone from heartbreak, bargaining with God, to acceptance. I have been caught between wanting to live and not die. I often think and hope I will go in my sleep. I feel empty without you.
It’s just another day, I tell myself, as I sit here on the hammock today. Our land, the land we inherited. I tell myself, “I will read some to decompress from depression and permanent loss.”
*** It’s not long after I drape a blanket over me that I fall asleep. Dreamland allows me to see you again.#FOWC
Until Next Time,
Heidi💜
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