Time Allows Healing

Twenty two months have passed since I last saw my mother and soon it will be two years.

One year ago today I was hiking the Seven Sisters in England and wrote about this experience on my return; however, I was unable to post in my blog on the ten month anniversary of her death.

This had been the first time I did not write here on the fifteenth of the month.

Each of those first twelve months it was important for me to do so, as that gesture enabled healing to occur.

In spite of moments of sadness, I now feel at peace.

In fact, I have a new mantra that assists my inner journey to that place where I am most comfortable . . . Peace, love, joy . . . the sea is calm.