When I was in labor with each of my two babies, I had a picture with me of my happy place. I could look at that photo, focus and relax.
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Over Thanksgiving break, my DH sacrificed himself and drove straight through the night so we could get to the east coast and celebrate the day with his family. Fourteen hours in the van, two kids, a wife and a new dog!
Did I mention he worked all day too before that?
The weekend before had been a hard one for me to get through. I know it takes a long time to accept the loss of someone close. I think three years is a long time, but not really when that loss effects ones soul so deeply.
My husband got me safely to my happy place...not in a photo, but in person.
I spent most of my time with Winston walking the beach. Hours and hours with the cool breeze caressing my cheeks. Shell searching, bird chasing (Winston, not me!), shark tooth finding, dolphin watching, pelican counting, sunrise watching and star gazing...breathing...and relaxing.
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The first person I saw on the beach that morning wished me Thanksgiving greetings and he said something like, 'makes you realize how much you have to be thankful for, doesn't it?' "I do," I replied.
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hi there hootie. guess what? you won my giveaway for the fabric and chocolate. if you will email me at jacquelynbateman@hotmail.com i can get it sent out to you! have a great day!
Your hubby sounds like quite a guy. I'm glad you could spend the holiday with family.
My Mom died in 2000 and the rest of my family is in Canada, so holidays are not like they used to be. But, that man on the beach was right, there is always much to be thankful for.
awwww lisa xoxox i lost my mom three years ago also:( so happy you hubby is so thoughtful and for the mystery man on the beach also. nice picture of you hon. you look just beautiful:)
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