Coffee and gingerbread cookies added a bright spot to my wet and dreary afternoon filled with somber thoughts. Later on, we met with old friends for dinner. Now we are home again.
It's Mardi Gras time here in Southwest Louisiana. I am off Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday for the holiday. The rain wreaked havoc on parade plans today. I don't know whether or not I will venture out to get pictures.
I was writing in my journal last week, for the first time since my son's death, and I looked down at my desk and noticed this note. He had written it on the tape that was holding down the paper I use to keep paint from getting on the desk. I'd seen it before but had forgotten it was there. He's never really that far away in my thoughts.
All is not as gray as it seems.
Life can be so bittersweet. So it was today, so it will continue to be, I would imagine.
Joy and sorrow, they are never far apart.