Road Trip

I haven't posted lately because I have been on a road trip. Cecil's grandson and I went to visit family in West Virginia. It was a beautiful, but emotional trip.

We visited my mother-in-laws grave, and I took the urn with Cecil's ashes with me so that they could be together again once more on earth, I believe they are already together in heaven, but that act closed a circle for me.

I am back at home now, emotionally drained, but with a little more peace. Next year I will visit West Virginia again for longer, and hopefully with a bigger group of family.

All of the firsts are hard. That is just a fact of this grieving process I need to embrace. I haven't worked on my books at all. I miss them, but accept it will probably be next week before I have the chance to get back to them. Now that I am home, I will be showing my grandson the wonders of New Orleans.

Life goes on, and finding the path to walk takes more energy than I expected. But all I can do is keep moving forward, and building a post Cecil life that Cecil will always be an important part of.