So much love and warmth and kindness came my way.
So many strangers reached out.
I cried on a bench at Tohono Chul.... and then made Ben's Bells beads.... and talked to a tv person.... and put up my hood because it was cold... and there were visitors from Montana and Arizona and California and we all missed Christina-Taylor very much.
They were reflections of my own sorrow.
Sharing it eased the burden.
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It will always slice me. I accept that.
I can learn to lean on the joy which remains. It's a much better prop.
I can face the facts bravely, because to turn away is to let him win.
I have much more work to do.
How lucky I am to be here to do it.
Is that a painting? It's absolutely beautiful. I don't think you will ever get over this, you will just have to put it in a place in your heart and access it when you need to (although, I hope you don't have to reach for it often). You can do great things in CT's memory--we all can.
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Megan xxx
It's a photograph I took at the bottom of the waterfall at Ventana Canyon here in Tucson. I loved the reflection of the slope above.
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