I enjoy reading what you write because you make it easy to imagine!
I'm also in my late 40's, and have often thought back to those times, when as a kid on our farm, I'd climb into our apple tree and stay there for hours.
Those times did feel like being away from it all - but mostly those times were all about eating as many sour apples as we could - my brother often with me.
Thanks for writing this - with the pictures you shared of one of your homes, the losses, the happy moments- it makes me feel...longing. Longing to be Home.
"I haven’t yet deciphered how to live in this kind of a world, where so many people are missing. And still, time moves on, whether I figure it out or not." Oof. Yes.
I enjoy reading what you write because you make it easy to imagine!
I'm also in my late 40's, and have often thought back to those times, when as a kid on our farm, I'd climb into our apple tree and stay there for hours.
Those times did feel like being away from it all - but mostly those times were all about eating as many sour apples as we could - my brother often with me.
Thanks for writing this - with the pictures you shared of one of your homes, the losses, the happy moments- it makes me feel...longing. Longing to be Home.
"I haven’t yet deciphered how to live in this kind of a world, where so many people are missing. And still, time moves on, whether I figure it out or not." Oof. Yes.
Good lord. For a second I thought you were having another baby. Whew. Seven?! Poppy?
Shawn, you’re touching on something here I quake to try and touch myself. Thank you.
I'm sorry for your loss. Thank you for sharing, and giving words to thoughts about grief and loss that are difficult to pin down.
Gorgeous painting. Title? And who was the artist?
Sorry, forgot to add the caption! It's Poppy Fields by Van Gogh.