“As far as I can see, grief will never truly end. It may become softer over time, more gentle, and some days will feel sharp. But grief will last as long as love does -- forever. It's simply the way the absence of your loved one manifests in your heart. A deep longing, accompanied by the deepest love. Some days, the heavy fog may return, and the next day, it may recede, once again. It's all an ebb and flow, a constant dance of sorrow and joy, pain and sweet love.”
Yesterday marks one year since my mom passed (a year and change since my dads as well) and 1 year since I’ve officially been thrown into this parent-less reality. Many people have asked me how I’ve been since this all happened and sometimes it’s honestly hard to put into words. I feel a lot different in this situation than I ever imagined. I don’t feel overcome with depression or despondent about life. It’s more of a deep longing to see my parents, to spend time with them, to feel their love, their hugs and share that back with them. It’s a sadness for the experiences that will never be and a longing for the tangible love that was once felt so strongly. The love is still there, it’s only shifted form.
The words above really express it better than I ever could, but for all those that have sent messages, words of encouragement or supportive notes...thank you all from the bottom of my heart. I am ok, I will be ok. We will all be ok 💛
Road tripping way of life! 🗺💛 •
Como falei nos stories, na Namibia alugamos uma 4x4 com uma tenda de acampamento ⛺️ que se arma no teto do carro, dormimos na estrada e cozinhamos em fogueira e num fogãozinho portátil. Foi minha primeira vez acampando e eu AMEI cada segundo de estar sempre ao ar livre com uma natureza tão intocada e imensa. Recomendo 100% essa viagem ❤️
Can anyone guess what kind of a bird this is?
Believe it or not this is a chick, though it has nearly reached adult size. We were hiking that day and fell behind the rest of our group (which happens to us quite often for some reason 😁). We almost walked past this feathered dude since it was the same color as the brush, but it spotted us and decided to come in for a closer look. It was such a wonderful private encounter with nature. We had to keep backing away because the bird appeared determined to make contact. Doesn’t that beak look formidable?! 😄