Moving on.........life must go on.

I am going to get a Christmas tree with the girls. Then I am going to pick up the pieces for our holiday to begin. I miss Joe, but he would be so mad at me if he knew I was grieving so hard that I haven't gotten the girls a tree yet. So we are going to the tree stand and getting the best tree I can afford, and putting smiles on our faces. Life must go on...........

 

Life does go on. It's in the movements of the mundane where we find that strength. It grows slowly to the pount where we reach a balance between the death and the life.

Continued luck with the process.