I dreaded Christmas as much I as anticipated it for it was a milestone getting us closer to being a family of four again. Fourteen weeks total without seeing our main man since the beginning of September. Fourteen weeks. Doesn't sound all that much when I write it down. What am I complaining about. Am I complaining? In fact I am not. We are where we are supposed to be, in this moment of our lives merged together.
With the end of the year comes time for a little reflection. With this reflection comes gratitude pouring out of my heart. Amazement too. Strangely fear is not in the picture. So not in the picture.
2016 will be the year Marlowe came into our lives. Marlowe, my Spiritual child. My girl who came to me before I even knew I could be pregnant. My baby who opened my eyes and my life to a whole new concept of Spirituality. My girl sleeping against my breast and loudly breathing through her nose as her mouth is busy sucking up milk in her sleep as I am writing.
2016 is the year Gurvan manifested his desire to get back on a boat to make sure regrets wouldn't come knocking on our door in a few years from now.
It's the year we both openly started talking about our angels and the energies out there, the ones listening to our hearts, our thoughts and our burning desires.
2016 is the year we bought our very first piece of beautiful land when we least expected it. My intuition had me make this crazy move when he was away. I thought for a second that I had gone mad when really I was just listening to the whisper of the Universe handing this treasure to us.
2016 is the year Manech became a loving and caring big brother. Also the year he found freedom on his big boy pedal bike (hey that's a milestone for a little boy!).
2016 is the year Gurvan took off on a plane without us for the very firt time. My heart aches. Manech's heart aches. I know our girl is missing her papa deep down in her heart as well. But we both know it is all meant to be. It is so hard but it feels right. We know now that things, anything, whatever we put our thoughts into can happen in what feels like a wink. Days, months, sometimes minutes...we try our best to embrace what is being sent our way. Distance is hard. Our strength is being challenged every day. For him being away from his babies for so long is the hardest thing he's probably ever done. For me having to face every single day on my own. No family around to take over for an hour or cook diner for the night. I didn't know all the strength it would take, and all the strength I actually had.
2016 has seen terrible things happen in the world. More wars. More sadness. More chaos. Lots of great Artists, Musicians took off. We have all cried, we have all been terrified, we have all felt terribly helpless.
But as I am writing this I can't help but feel thankful for the life we are living. I believe prayers can be answered. I believe zillions of beautiful souls inhabit this beautiful planet. I believe Love is the answer to fears. I look back and love is what I want to remember. I look forward and love is what I see. In all its shapes.
Happy 2017 you all.
-love-
With the end of the year comes time for a little reflection. With this reflection comes gratitude pouring out of my heart. Amazement too. Strangely fear is not in the picture. So not in the picture.
2016 will be the year Marlowe came into our lives. Marlowe, my Spiritual child. My girl who came to me before I even knew I could be pregnant. My baby who opened my eyes and my life to a whole new concept of Spirituality. My girl sleeping against my breast and loudly breathing through her nose as her mouth is busy sucking up milk in her sleep as I am writing.
2016 is the year Gurvan manifested his desire to get back on a boat to make sure regrets wouldn't come knocking on our door in a few years from now.
It's the year we both openly started talking about our angels and the energies out there, the ones listening to our hearts, our thoughts and our burning desires.
2016 is the year we bought our very first piece of beautiful land when we least expected it. My intuition had me make this crazy move when he was away. I thought for a second that I had gone mad when really I was just listening to the whisper of the Universe handing this treasure to us.
2016 is the year Manech became a loving and caring big brother. Also the year he found freedom on his big boy pedal bike (hey that's a milestone for a little boy!).
2016 is the year Gurvan took off on a plane without us for the very firt time. My heart aches. Manech's heart aches. I know our girl is missing her papa deep down in her heart as well. But we both know it is all meant to be. It is so hard but it feels right. We know now that things, anything, whatever we put our thoughts into can happen in what feels like a wink. Days, months, sometimes minutes...we try our best to embrace what is being sent our way. Distance is hard. Our strength is being challenged every day. For him being away from his babies for so long is the hardest thing he's probably ever done. For me having to face every single day on my own. No family around to take over for an hour or cook diner for the night. I didn't know all the strength it would take, and all the strength I actually had.
2016 has seen terrible things happen in the world. More wars. More sadness. More chaos. Lots of great Artists, Musicians took off. We have all cried, we have all been terrified, we have all felt terribly helpless.
But as I am writing this I can't help but feel thankful for the life we are living. I believe prayers can be answered. I believe zillions of beautiful souls inhabit this beautiful planet. I believe Love is the answer to fears. I look back and love is what I want to remember. I look forward and love is what I see. In all its shapes.
Happy 2017 you all.
-love-
