Moment of Reflection ...

The past few months have been ones of reflection and loss for my family and I. We are living a new way of life. One without a husband, son and brother. It has been two months, at times it feels like two days, other times - two years. Still unsure of how we have braved these months. Actually, I do know - From the love of wonderful family and friends. I am not usually this candid, but I wanted to be honest with all of you. This is where I have been. Some days keeping busy, but breaking down either in the early mornings or late evenings. Some days, the tears come without warning. I feel we are all healing, but in different ways. I write daily, as my therapy. I also visit the pond down the street (a pondering thought with the photo above) when I can. This is where I ask the harder questions. Hoping for answers I will never receive but I am hopeful. Life continues for all of us, carrying him with us each day ...