Serendipity

 

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Sereimagesndipity – the faculty of making fortunate discoveries by accident. I have been contemplating this word and it’s meaning for the past couple of months. 

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In late June of this year my friend, Nancy and I traveled to northern California to camp in my class B RV for a week. I don’t remember what brought this word into play on this trip, yet it was a discussion that came up in conversation several time over that week. I like the sound of this word. There is a bit of a mystery in it and it makes me think of magic in my everyday life.

On the drive out to the coast we drove through the town of Booneville and there was an International Music Festival in process. Nancy made the comment “this is serendipity”.  We debated whether to stop and because of the lateness of the hour we decided to keep driving. This makes me realize that I don’t have to act on a moment in time and maybe it is more important to acknowledge it and know that I can act upon it if I want to.SNWMF_MainHeaderLayers3

The other 2 moments that occurred on this holiday had to do with people.

We spent a day with the Nature Conservancy hiking on a private ranch. By word of mouth we discovered that one of the couples that hiked with us own the Westport Hotel and Old Ablaone Bar, in the very small town of Westport, CA. They have stated a tradition of having Saturday afternoon high tea. Serendipity happened and we went for tea.  There were five of  us who met at the pub and had a delightful tea and afternoon conversing with very interesting folks. And the pub and hotel were just charming. So if you ever find yourself north of Mendocino on a Saturday afternoon. Stop for tea at the Old Abalone Bar. I guarantee you will enjoy it.

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Tea with Friends

Tea at the Old Abalone Pub

Tea at the Old Abalone Pub

 

 

Westport Hotel

The last night we were on the northern coast we stayed at Gualala Point Regional Park. As we drove into the campground I looked off to my right and thought that the person setting up their camp looked familiar. A short time later, Nancy I met up with Mary and John. Mary worked with Jim and I have know her for many years. It was so good to see them. John was abalone diving. I had my first guests for dinner in my cute little RT. Nancy I made salad and soup and Mary and John brought the abalone and wine. it was such a delightful evening. For me it was one of the highlights of the trip.

 

Hiking back into Gualala Point regional park.

Hiking back into Gualala Point regional park.

 

Serendipity adds just that little something extra to a special moment in time. Would I have still said that I had a great trip if the two events noted above had not occurred? Certainly. Did these two events add to the magic of the trip? Certainly.

I believe that serendipitous moments happen almost every day of our lives, whether we are in our own backyard or on holiday. I need to take the time to notice them and acknowledge them. Last weekend Nancy and I put the kayaks in the water for the first time since Jim’s death. Although we managed fine, with the help of a step ladder, to get the kayaks on the roof when we arrived at our put-in spot, a man just showed up to help us get them off the roof. Serendipitous? I think so, and it was a lovely encounter with another human being, who had a very good handshake.

I am now paying a bit more attention to those moments when they arise. I look forward to them and find my life is just a wee bit better because of them. I think I would like to start a serendipity movement, asking people to wake up and notice those moments that make our lives a bit more exciting and valuable.

Our kayaks, not on the bay but I wanted to share a photo of them with you.

Our kayaks, not on the bay but I wanted to share a photo of them with you. Jim & I made them.

What are some of your serendipitous moments? I would love to hear about them.

Delighting in the day.

Moments of Joy

Ten Mile River

Ten Mile River

Almost a month  ago my friend Nancy and I took a trip to the coast of Northern California in my cute little Roadtrek. I have chosen to spend this spring and summer close to home, so it was nice to go on a short holiday.

The ranch at Ten mile River

The ranch at Ten mile River

Nancy and I are members of the Nature Conservancy Legacy Club. Once a year they invite us to see and learn about a property, somewhere in California, that is usually closed to the public. This year Nancy and I chose to go to Ten Mile River north of Mendocino, on the northern coast. We learned about the work of several conservancies to restore the endangered Coho Salmon to Northern California. We were the first Nature Conservancy group to see this beautiful ranch that ran from the Pacific Ocean to the coastal range mountains. We spent the greater part of one day hiking and exploring this property and learning what the Nature Conservancy and the ranchers are planning for this beautiful property.

When friends drive distance we talk a lot. Gossip is great and deeper meaningful conversations are the norm. A phrase that entered more than one conversations was “robbing someone of their personal joy”. I have been contemplating this statement since my return. Just this past week I have had a few moments of experiencing joy for the first time since Jim’s death. These are just brief moments (milliseconds) yet I am amazed at each one. Now I have to figure out what to do with this information and these feelings. Noticing these brief moments has made me very aware of how even the smallest moments can mean so much in  life.

                                                   More Photos of My Trip   ←(click here)

MacKerricher State Park

MacKerricher State Park

Redwoods in the Morning

Redwoods in the Morning

Friends

Friends

Rather than focusing on what robs me of my joy I choose to look at what brings my joy forward. Either the glass is half empty or it is half full. Below are a few of the things in my life that make me smile and feel more fulfilled.

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Elsie

  • My cat, Miss Elsie. She is a delight.
  • Dancing.
  • An unexpected call from a friend from far away.
  • Finishing a project that has been a challenge for me.
  • Riding my road bike and how I feel after the ride is completed.
  • Reading a good book.
  • Sharing a funny story or a good memory of Jim with someone that knew us both.
  • Any YouTube video that makes me chuckle or laugh out loud.
  • Waking up after a good night’s sleep.
  • Looking at my watercolors. I am still amazed I can paint like this.
  • Feeling at peace with myself when I am alone.
  • The ocean, The mountains, wilderness.
  • Photography.
  • Being cancer free after four year.

Joy makes me feel good inside and outside and gives me a sense of peace and well being. I look at this list and realize I have barely touched the surface.

What gives you a sense of joy in the moment?

Smiling Seals

Smiling Seals

 

What Am I Waiting For

Elsie hiding

Elsie hiding

OK, yes, I have been in hiding. This past spring has been hard for me. I decided this year that I was going to stay home and face my grief head on and find life again, not just a little bit of life but life full on. I am not there yet. I am getting closer.

One thing I have definitely learned, since I was diagnosed with breast cancer four years ago is to ask for help. I have continued this theme in my life through all the broken bones and Jim’s cancer and death. Asking for help, I discovered, is a sign of strength. It also reflects a commitment on my part to find the strength to move forward.

My healing team includes Beth (massage therapist & friend), Gayle (acupuncturist & a little bit more), Dr Wright (chiropractor & friend) and the latest addition is Heidi (psychologist). I decided that I was just being blah for too long so I decided two weeks ago to go back into counseling. It is good to have an unbiased third party in my corner.

Heidi wants me to journal. I bet that none of you know how much I dislike writing. Over all my years of adventure and travel, I have often had people say to me “you should write a book”. Well that sounded horrible to me. I have always seen myself as more of a story teller and yet, here I am writing a blog. Hmmm…interesting.

I have not physically sat down and started to journal. I was hiking in the mountains east of San Diego last Friday, alone. The whole time I was hiking I found I was journaling in my head. That was much easier. I saw myself coming home and putting all my thoughts on paper. Instead here I am blogging.

Hiking a Conservancy Trail

Hiking a Conservancy Trail

I made a statement when I was with Heidi that I felt I was waiting, not for Jim but just waiting. It was suggested that I journal about what I was waiting for. As I was climbing that trail this was what I asked myself about.

What am I waiting for?

1.  True Love. (sorry I had to start on a light note. The Princess Bride is a favorite movie of mine.)

2.  A big aha moment. Something that is going to define my life in it’s latest incarnation.

3.  I wait for someone to tell me what I should be doing next. (I know, I need to tell myself)

4.  Smaller aha moments would also be more than acceptable.

5.  I am waiting to feel the fullness and joy of life again. There are small moments but I want more.

6.  Hugs and recognition from friends and strangers. People who will take the time to ask me how I am doing and be willing to accept a truthful answer and then take me to a movie, go for a walk or play scrabble. (just a sampling of things to do)

7.  I am still trying to figure out  when to sell my house. This spring I have been very glad to have a comfortable home to hole up in. Seeing spring in my yard was a delight.

8.  Where is my next trip in my RV. I have not finished thanking my far away friends, although, right now it feels important to stay put.

9.  Sometimes I feel I am just waiting to figure “it” all out. What “it” is, I am not sure.

Engleman Oaks

Engleman Oaks

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Native Grasses

Cactus

Cactus

   More Photos of my Hike

artistsway-250x300There is a beginning of my list. I still plan to journal. I find the free form of journaling a comfort as I just write what my hand tells me to. Have you ever heard of the Book “The Artist’s Way”? This is a very good book that the reader needs to be involved in. I did the process of  journaling three pages every morning for weeks. It was  boring and insightful and I was glad when it was done. I find there seems to be a magic about putting your words down on paper, even when you don’t really want to.  Writing gave a different perspective to my thoughts and feelings.

This blog has certainly helped me see some truths that might have otherwise slipped away unnoticed. I also notice Journeys of Thankfulness helps me keep my heart and spirit open to the moment and is a heartwarming way to keep in touch with friends.

Journey On.

Monumental Moments

imagesThere are many moments we all experience in our lives that we think are monumental. As I reflect back there are monumental moments in my life too. I decided to research the definition of monumental when I thought of writing this posting. Here  is what I found.

  • Exceptionally great, as in quantity, quality, extent, or degree: a monumental work.
  • Of historical or enduring significance: a monumental victory. 
  • Having the quality of being larger than life; of heroic scale.
Email photoI often associate this word with something giant that is a marker of sorts in my personal life (Jim’s death, Breast Cancer) or society’s life (Landing on the Moon).  I also feel that small events in my life may be monumental as well.

About two weeks ago I decided to change my e-mail. My previous e-mail prefix was jimjanet. I decided that since change is in the air,  it might be time to create a new prefix that defines me in my current state of life. I changed it successfully, to define myself.

What I thought would be just a quick change in my communication life immediately became a monumental shift. Some of this shift was just the physical change of address. I had no idea how many user IDs and passwords are wrapped up in  my e-mail. I am still working on this angle. images (2)

Then there is the emotional component that went into this change. Wow, my emotions have been all over the place since I decided to take this step. I had no idea that my emotions could be so wrapped around this little prefix. It is probably good that I live alone. I don’t think anyone would be able to tolerate me on a full time basis when this type of event happens. Sometimes I feel like I need to get away from me too. But…I march forward and wait it out knowing that the emotions will even out until the next monumental event happens, no matter how small.

I am also thankful to my close friends near (in San Diego) and far (Philadelphia, NC & beyond). They allow me to vent and share and cry. Then we go out to a movie or dinner and laugh and life is on track again.

I heard someone say recently that after the loss of their partner, first you just live every day. Then one day you noticed that you aren’t just managing to live through the day, you find yourself involved in life again. I am not quite there yet. There are moments of joy and light that sneak in when I am not  looking, yet I feel like I am still mainly living through each day, being thankful for  my house and yard that I am comfortable in, my friends, my cat. These are all reminders of the fullness of life. I am still moving forward, one slow  step at a time.

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Joyful flowers in my yard

A Passion For Astronomy

Lunar Eclipse, 2014

Lunar Eclipse, 2014, Jim would have been proud of this photo, I took from the back yard.

One of Jim’s passions was looking at the night sky. He had two telescopes, a pair of binoculars and all kinds of other interesting equipment. He had recieved the Messier Binocular Program Certificate from the Astonomial League, for observing 50 objects in the night sky, through binoculars. He was very proud of that certificate.

Several times a year we would go camping in the desert and along would come all the gear. Thank goodness I drive an Outback. By the time the gear was stored there was barely room for the camping equipment. Off we would go to Anza Borrego State Park, set up the telescope and binoculars, go for a hike and then dinner. When the stars came out Jim would spend the rest of the evening and into the wee hours of the night looking at the stars. As soon as I got cold I would head for my sleeping bag. He often commented that he was always glad when our friends would go with us as they would stay up with him.

the telescope

the telescope

About 2 weeks ago I sold Jim’s Celestron Ultima 8 telescope. It was a tough one for me, emotionally. I know that this is just an object and it is not going to bring him back, yet with some objects I feel like I have to say a little goodby all over again. Sigh.

I sold the telescope to Ron. I had advertised it on Craigslist. When I have sold anything on CL I try to meet the person somewhere besides my home. I could not do this with the telescope. It was too heavy and awkward to move myself. When he and his wife arrived at the house, his first comment to me was that he knew I had been nervous about them coming to my house. And, I was, and it turned out just fine. They were the nicest people. He has 4 telescopes at home and is another lover of astronomy and the night sky. Ron was buying this telescope for his grandson, who is turning 14 soon. He could tell me all about all the equipment and I knew that I had found a loving home for this telescope. He has promised to e-mail me a photo of his grandson with the telescope at the end of the month.

Ron’s wife does the same thing as I did when out observing the night sky. When she gets cold she goes to bed. Hmm, I see a pattern developing here.

Finding the right home for his things has been very interesting. I have a good story for everything of his that I have sold or given away. It makes my heart warm to know there are so many nice people out there in the world. They are willing to meet Jim through his belongings. it helps me that they are willing to listen to the story related to the object sold. It also helps so much to know that this telescope has gone to a good homes.

A Visit With A Forever Friend

Janet & Chris                                               San Diego Bay

Janet & Chris San Diego Bay

There are moments when friends show up at the right time. Since I have been back from Alaska I have been feeling kind of sad and have been holing up in my house. Thank goodness I like it here. Enter my friend Chris. If you have been following my blog  through my summer journey last year, you have already met her once.

Chris and I have know each other since 1974. We were both nurses working together at Lankenau Hospital, on the Main Line, in Philadelphia. We met in the parking lot, walking into work. It was her first day of work and I started talking to her. She has reminded me more than once how she thought I was kind of weird just talking to a stranger. We have been friends ever since. She and I have gone through many phases of our lives together. I am glad, even at a distance, she is my friend.

Chris & Janet

Chris & Janet

I have been teasingly bugging her for years to come and visit me in San Diego. A week ago she did. And…she showed up at exactly the right time, when I need a diversion and someone to talk to, soul to soul. She was here for a short time, three days but they were the best days I have had in a while. We talked, ate and I became her tour guide around San Diego. She was here just at the right time. For those days that she was here the sadness lifted and I had a marvelous time with a good friend.

“There are no accidents” is a phrase I have often heard over the years. When someone, Chris,  shows up just when you need them most it makes me believe there is validity in this statement. So I am thankful for Chris and her visit to me in San Diego. It was a really fine time.

 

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Janet & Chris Mt Soledad

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Sunset Jakes at Del Mar

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Glider Port La Jolla

You can click on the photos to enlarge them.

And…so no one worries, I am doing OK.

Alaska Follow-up, Glaciers & Mountains & Ice Caves

Mount Rainier, WA from the plane

Mount Rainier, WA from the plane

If you have been following this blog, you know, that about 2 weeks ago I went to Alaska. It was great. As I reflect back on this trip, it was kind of a gutsy thing to do. I flew there on a whim, to meet a woman I had never met, and travel with her for a week. This could have turned out three ways; 1. We meet and click and have a terrific time. 2. We meet and get along OK but we will never be in touch again. 3. We meet, dislike each other on site and wonder how the heck we are going to get through the week. I am happy to report it was #1.

Machu Pichu

Machu Pichu

Jane and I had more things in common than we knew. We knew we had the deaths of our husbands in common (though each adventure into this arena is very different) and we both own small, very cute Roadtrek Agile SS’s (RV’s) and we love to travel. What we found out is that the last trip that Jim and I did together, May 2012, was a 15 day tour of Peru. Jane is going on the same trip, with the same company, this May. Small world.

Chena Hot Springs

Chena Hot Springs

We traveled together for a week, starting our trip in Fairbanks, AK at Chena Hot Springs. There are no bad hot springs in this world. Some are just better than others. This one was terrific. We had a very short walk from our room to these very nice outdoor springs. And since we were there we could use them any time we wanted. Not bad. It also did not hurt that the rest of the resort was exceptionally nice as well. Nice rooms, good dining and many trails to get lost on. I was hoping for a good Aurora Borealis sighting but it was just so-so. Now that being said, since I never see one in southern CA, it was great. I was expecting colors and waving lines across the sky and that just did not happen. I did, however, see them.

Ice Sculpture

Ice Sculpture

The adventure continued to Fairbanks to see the International Ice Carving Competition. It was so warm that day (42 degrees F) that the sculptures were beginning to melt and the organizers were praying for colder weather. It was really interesting and amazing to see these sculptures. How do they do that? I am not sure. The sculptures came from all over the world to compete in this competition. It was a marvelous thing to see.

Dall Sheep

Dall Sheep

The next part of the adventure was by rail. We boarded the Alaska RR in the morning and traveled for 12 hours south to Anchorage. It was a beautiful day and the scenery was breath-taking at times. This RR travels down through the Mountains along the edge of Denali National Park. I love mountains. One of the fun facts about this train is that if they see Dall Sheep or Caribou they stop the train so we can get our pictures and observe the wildlife. They did twice on this trip and it was to see the animals mentioned above. Now that is my kind of trip. I just love nature.

Ice Cave

Ice Cave

We spent a part of a day in Anchorage, and then flew to Juneau, AK. This is Jane’s home. It is the capital of AK and one of its larger cities. The one full day I spent there I went with one of her renters, Marshall to see the Ice Cave under Mendenhall Glacier. This was the culminating event of the trip. We hiked across a frozen, glacial lake over a section of the Mendenhall Glacier and into the ice cave. It was as if I was in a National Geographic special. I have never seen anything like it. It was even made more special because Marshall and I and one other person were the only ones there. It was one of those unique moment’s in time. It was snowing like crazy which only added to the mystery of it all. I would encourage anyone to go and see an ice cave. It was amazing.

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Baby Glacier

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Baby Glacier

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Janet With Mendenhall Glacier

Jane was a great tour guide. She had planned the whole trip and it ran like clock work. This is the kind of guide anyone needs. I enjoyed her company and we talked a lot because we had a lot to learn about each other in a short time. It was not forced, just very natural and easy. I hope that we continue being long distance friends and if she is ever traveling the lower 48, I would be delighted to meet up with her and go camping in those cute little RV’s.

Ice Cave

Ice Cave

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Ice Cave

If you would like to view all the photos from this trip click this link.

Alaska Photos

 

One of the hardest things when traveling is getting sick. I came home with a whopper of a cold. After a week of sniffling around the house I am back to a level of normal. I am not always sure what normal is but I am in there somewhere. I love going away. It helps me get out of my normal life and open up to adventure and experience. I find that in the grief process this helps me so much to lighten up and not have to make decisions, even if it is just for a week. I continue to feel my heart very close to the surface of my life. I am glad it has remained there although that presents its own challenges at times.

I thank all of you for your continuing support. I love that if I don’t post for a while I start getting Facebook or e-mail messages asking about my adventures. It makes me feel cared about. For all of you I am grateful that you are in my life, every moment of the day.

Alaska-Adventure Bound

Alaska Bound

Alaska Bound

Earlier this week I posted on Facebook that sometime I seek adventure out and sometimes adventure finds me. Well, adventure has found me. I am bound for Fairbanks, Alaska this morning and am spending about 10 or so days exploring Alaska when it is still cold and chilly outside.

How did I end up with this adventure? Last summer I started this blog “Journeys of Thankfulness”. After my second posting I recieved an e-mail from Mike who blogs for Roadtrek, FMCA and newspapers around the globe. He asked me if I would like to be a guest reporter, no money involved but he thought there might be a niche for others in a similar situation to mine (cancer survivor, and a widow) choosing to travel solo by B class RV. After some thought I said yes. I have been posting with this blog as well as my own since that time.

Ice Caves

Ice Caves

Enter Jane. Jane lives in Juneau, Alaska. We e-mailed each other our stories and became Facebook friends. A little over a week ago she posted a photo of the ice caves underneath Mendenhall Glacier. They are amazing. I responded with a comment that I wanted to see them. She said come to Alaska and, so I am.

Chena

Chena

Since then Jane has been a faithful tour agent and has arranged a trip we are embarking on together. Tonight we meet in Fairbanks. This will be our first face to face meeting. We are traveling to Chena Hotsprings, hoping to catch the Aurora and enjoy a soak. And then the adventure will continue from there. I promise to blog and send photos when I have wifi access.

At the moment I am feeling blessed. Blessed that I am so well loved by so many. Blessed for my health and I am in shape to adventure forth. Blessed because my heart is open for letting others love me and willingly support me. Blessed because Alaska is there, it called (thank you Jane) and I chose to be in the moment and go. Too much fun.

A Morning At The Beach

Crystal Pier, Pacific Beach

This morning, Saturday, I went to the beach. If we were in town, Jim always met up with his running buddies at the beach. I usually would join them about once a month and while they ran I walked. Saturdays were a time of bonding with some of his closest friends. Brian, Henry & Barbara were highly valued by Jim.

Jim. Barbara. Henry, Brian & Karen (Brian's Sister)

Jim. Barbara. Henry, Brian & Karen (Brian’s Sister)

Now I look forward to seeing them on Saturday mornings about once a month. Today I arrived at the beach and no one came. That is OK. It was a beautiful morning, the surf was strong and I enjoyed walking The Pacific Beach Pier to stare at the waves breaking underneath me, the surfers and the day. It was  a lovely morning. I had time to think about these three people and how they have affected my life.

Barbara & HenryBarbara and Henry have just continued to love and support me. I look forward to seeing them and know that they are my friends. I know that I can call and ask them for help if I needed it and they would be there in whatever capacity they could at that moment in time. (I have not done that yet) They are both warm and generous people and have helped me to remember those Saturdays when Jim was running with them. It is a good memory. Any time I think of Jim I see the two of them. He cared about them unconditionally and so do I. They are good people and I am honored to have them in my circle of  friends.

Brian, HenryBrian was Jim’s closest friend in San Diego. I don’t know what they talked about but they certainly were a good sounding board for each other. They ran, hiked and went to the movies together. Every year they made the annual trek to the San Diego Car Show. I think it is very important in all of our lives to have one person who you can share your inner most thoughts with, yes even guys. I am glad that Jim had a good male friend. I hope Brian knows how important he was in Jim’s life.

Brian was a great support to me in the months after Jim’s death.  Shortly after Jim died Brian told me that if there was anything I ever needed, I could call him. Do I take advantage of that offer? No, yet it is good to know that if I needed to, I could call. Why don’t I take him up on this offer, you may ask? I have been discovering that I am quite the handy person and I like figuring out things on my own. I also know that Brian is a busy person and I feel that when someone offers this that I should appreciate and respect the offer and treat it gently and with care. Everyone’s life is so busy and full.

There are others that would join all of us at the beach for the Saturday morning run or walk and I value each one of their places in my life. These three along with Jim, however were the core of  the Saturday morning run. I hope they know how much Jim valued their friendship. When we started to plan our move to Colorado the first he said was I am going to miss, Henry, Brian and Barbara. I now know and understand what he meant. I am glad I had a moment alone this morning to value these three people’s place in my life.

Today I am thankful and grateful for Barbara, Henry and Brian.

Jim, Barbara, Henry, Brian – Smoothies

Camping the Big Sur Coast & Friendship.

along the Big Sur Coast

along the Big Sur Coast

Sometimes I get caught up in my day to day events and feel they are so important and I don’t take the time to be thankful or grateful for this moment in time. Then I find out a friend of mine is fighting for her life and it throws everything back into perspective again. I thought I would take some time out of my morning chores and business and be thankful for this day, my health and remember those who struggle. I decided to write on the blog. After all, it is called “Journeys of Thankfulness”.  Although my trip last summer is over, my journey into gratefulness is not.

Janet & Diane at Point Loma

Janet & Diane at Point Loma

Two weeks ago my friend Diane, from Vermont (remember her helping me to drive across the covered bridges of VT and NH?), decided to escape the cold and the snow and head west to visit me in sunny southern CA. Funny how friends show up at the right times in my life. I have been mostly content with life now, although still missing Jim so much at times. I have been stressed a bit about life and then Diane shows up. People seem to arrived just when I need the company and a boost. I love friends. It is so good to have them in my life.

Beach Kind of Morning

Beach Kind of Morning

Right after Presidents Day we decided to pack up the RV and drive north to the Big Sur Coast of CA. I have done a lot of traveling alone and I really enjoy it yet it is so much fun to have a good travel companion. Diane and I have had our adventures over the years, backpacking the Rockies is one, and now we continue to find more to do together. The weather was perfect, the scenery grand and the company magnificent. And through all of the activity it also was relaxing. I think I might have sold Diane on RV camping as well.

I had to throw in a photo of a  Sea Otter, They are so cute.

I had to throw in a photo of a Sea Otter, They are so cute.

One of the best things about long time friends, no matter how far apart we are, we pick up right where we left off the last time we talked or saw each other. And so we did. It was a marvelous 5 day trip of remembered times and creating some new moments along the way. We hiked into the hills, slept among the redwoods, and wandered the beaches and it was so much fun. I don’ think I have laughed so much since before Jim died. I guess I had forgotten how serious I have become sometimes. I need to stop this, really. It is good to have friends who can help you remember to lighten up (and the elephant seals mating on the beach helped too).

I want to thank Diane for coming to visit. It is good to get out of my normal routine and remember how special the world is. I am an adventurer and I love to explore the natural world, books, knowledge, my internal growth and the wisdom of others. It is good to take time to remember and value what I have. I am glad I stopped this morning to remember all of person-kind and value what I have in this day. Today I am thankful.

Today I will call a friend and let them know I remember them and thank them for loving me. Here is to good friends.

Diane & Janet Toasting Friendship & a Perfect Holiday on the Big Sur Coast.

Diane & Janet Toasting Friendship & a Perfect Holiday on the Big Sur Coast.

 

If you would like to see all the photos from this trip here is the link.

Journeys of Thankfulness