Inspired by my fellow blogger and cyber friend Kat I have included this picture. It pretty much sums up how we feel right now: incredibly sad.
There is a pervading air of sadness in our house since Molly died, she was here so long. This picture of the weeping willow weeping into the lake, all of which has been painted by the Hoar Frost, reminds me of a time of silence, and is pertinent to how we feel. Right now we need silence and solitude, just with each other and our remaining pets, who are also showing signs of grief.
But it is also pertinent because the Hoar Frost eventually thawed, and the willow came back to life in the spring; as we will too, once we have processed and sat with our pain. I know this.
I have been reading blogs today, and I was inspired by one to write a letter to myself about what I hope this year will hold, and what I hope for, and where I hope to be by the end of the year. For me that will be a good exercise because (as with all endings) I have been reminded (again) that life is short and to seize the moment. But I also know that what we think we want is not necessarily what we need.
It was not just a New Year, it is a new decade, and R/D and I had already decided to reflect on where we were ten years ago, and all the things that happened to us in our life. Not least moving here, and falling in love with Welsh Terriers. It is a poignant reminder that at the end of this decade they will not be here with us, another reminder to cherish every moment.
We will also reflect on what we have achieved, what we thought we wanted back then, and see how much of what we thought we needed we didn’t need at all. I will share some of that on here.
So today I am going to take the Christmas decorations down, it’s time to move into something new, and I am going to open my new journal (how apt that the other one ran out just as the new decade came into being!) and do my form of meditation. But not before I found out my journal from ten years ago and read what I wrote then.
Mellow New Year
Rosie
We took ours down on the 2nd January. It was time to look forward again. Hoping that your sadness gradually transmutes into something happier, as the buds start to proliferate.
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Beautiful post, moisy.
I’ve been away a lot, so the tree comes down tonight after work…my house is chaotic, so time to nest for a bit xxx
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So sad to see you mourning another furry friend. All will be well, and maybe room for one more in 2020. You and R are very good to all your animals.
I have missed your blog for many weeks/months because WordPress did some sort of reset and would not let me sign on without my old password – one that I could not remember, and it would not let me create a new one. But now it appears I am able to follow again.
Bonne année!
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Hooray! Good to have you back! No more kittens for us, not with Wiglet. But we may be making a bug change in the future so that may be fir the best. X
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Journaling is such a wonderful glimpse into the past – we forget more than we remember at times
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