Often when I sit down to blog - I wonder what to write. Should I share a "Joe Moment" (a time where things collide in a unique manner...a manner a person up above must have had a hand in) from the week...
This week - Joe's sister, Angie, was home for a visit (to help celebrate the 60th birthday of the Best Father-in-Law in the world). Angie and I ventured out to get pampered at a local salon. Within moments of entering the salon - what else comes on the radio - "Don't Stop Believin' ". We just looked at one another and smiled.
...Should I write about upcoming adventures - or what I did this past week...
I am heading to Colorado to visit one of the greatest individuals in the world. As life happens - there is not always time to catch up with friends everyday, every week or even every month. True friends are the ones you can catch up with when your worlds collide - but you always know they are there and you are always there for them. I am excited to collide worlds with a true friend on Wednesday...Cheers to the adventures in Colorado that are ahead of me this week.
...Or should I reflect on life - where it has taken me, where I am now and what I hope for...
I think of Joe everyday - often every hour. I don't tear up every time, I often smile and feel grateful for the moments I had. I don't think a broken heart ever heals, but you learn to put fun patches on it. My patches have carried me to where I am today. These patches consist of my family, friends (new and old), the community, MY JOB, life, my animals... These are the things that keep me going and have made me realize - I have so much to be excited about and live for everyday.
I was thinking - while driving this weekend...I'm pretty lucky actually - I am excited to live each day to the fullest and take in what I can. Yet - I have a lot to look forward to when I die too.
As I continue to make my own path - I am truly embracing finding my own way and rebuilding the new me. I had a great teacher for 7 years. He taught me how to laugh, love and give back. I can't wait to see him again someday - I am sure he may have a few pointers on things I could have done differently :).
I am surviving and finding my way - I hope, dream, believe and truly smile each day. I do believe you can patch a broken heart.
Sending my Love -
Rach
This week - Joe's sister, Angie, was home for a visit (to help celebrate the 60th birthday of the Best Father-in-Law in the world). Angie and I ventured out to get pampered at a local salon. Within moments of entering the salon - what else comes on the radio - "Don't Stop Believin' ". We just looked at one another and smiled.
...Should I write about upcoming adventures - or what I did this past week...
I am heading to Colorado to visit one of the greatest individuals in the world. As life happens - there is not always time to catch up with friends everyday, every week or even every month. True friends are the ones you can catch up with when your worlds collide - but you always know they are there and you are always there for them. I am excited to collide worlds with a true friend on Wednesday...Cheers to the adventures in Colorado that are ahead of me this week.
...Or should I reflect on life - where it has taken me, where I am now and what I hope for...
I think of Joe everyday - often every hour. I don't tear up every time, I often smile and feel grateful for the moments I had. I don't think a broken heart ever heals, but you learn to put fun patches on it. My patches have carried me to where I am today. These patches consist of my family, friends (new and old), the community, MY JOB, life, my animals... These are the things that keep me going and have made me realize - I have so much to be excited about and live for everyday.
I was thinking - while driving this weekend...I'm pretty lucky actually - I am excited to live each day to the fullest and take in what I can. Yet - I have a lot to look forward to when I die too.
As I continue to make my own path - I am truly embracing finding my own way and rebuilding the new me. I had a great teacher for 7 years. He taught me how to laugh, love and give back. I can't wait to see him again someday - I am sure he may have a few pointers on things I could have done differently :).
I am surviving and finding my way - I hope, dream, believe and truly smile each day. I do believe you can patch a broken heart.
Sending my Love -
Rach
PS - Just a random picture I found of my first car :). Oh she was a gem. I miss her too, but feel comfort in knowing Joe is driving her once again... (I did convince Joe to drive this car and give me his new Honda Civic to drive...How I don't know?)
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