It has been 8 months since my last blog. How is it possible that my life has changed so much since that time? Since about the time of that blog, my mother was declining rapidly (at 98) and all of my energy both emotionally and physically went into as I call it "the long goodbye". She declined, she rallied, she declined, she rallied until her body just could not fight any longer. She passed away on April 27, just about a month short of her 99th birthday. She has left a void. In the meantime, I sold my condo of 20+ years and moved out of a community I never really embraced.
By a good amount of serendipity and good luck, I found a loft apartment close to Boston, close to my son and family, close to fabulous restaurants and a thriving artist community. Being right on the Charles River, I have kayaked 3 times a week during the summer. It was my solace in many ways. It has even creeped in and out of some paintings, those boats.
Now I am off to Morocco one more time come this Friday. And when I return, I have my beautiful granddaughter Marley's Bat Mitzvah to celebrate. After October, who knows? I think I"m on to new, gentler paths...
I would love to hear your story of loss and renewal and starting over. Please share.