My dear sweet friend,
It’s been awhile. I’ve been traveling and writing, and being in a state of constant bliss and gratitude. I spent five glorious days with Odin, refreshing and refilling my Odin tank of pure love. He’s at that age where he is just absorbing every possible movement and expression that he observes. He has me laughing and crying all the time! I closed the trip, spending time with my closest brother from another mother and his sweet family. It was unbelievable as I experienced so much pure love and laughter, so healing for my soul.
In between my days with Odin, I was on a magical farm along the Hudson River in New York. I stayed at a Bed and Breakfast with friends from college, sharing memories from our past, and stories from our changing selves and sometimes challenging lives. It was wonderful and amazing.
Life is truly a journey about learning the meaning of love. Watching my best friend, Diane, from college with her husband, his lover, and her new boyfriend, dance all at the same time, all on the same dance floor, while surrounded by all her friends, and children, her newly wed son and his new wife, and her family, it was just all about the magic of love and forgiveness. It hasn’t been an easy journey learning that her husband is gay, but it’s one that has left her dancing, free from the burden of resentment or anger, experiencing the grace of compassion and understanding.
We never know the timing of the journey of learning love. Each person’s journey is different. I guess you could say that this journey of love begins the moment you exit your momma’s womb. But the love that you learn from the most challenging of times – the time when your world is falling apart – is the part of the journey where you find the meaning of life. For Diane and me, it began just a over a decade ago, our stories so different, and yet the same.