Though I felt him strongly on the days just past his death, as soon as he had chosen the spot for his grave, I felt him leave and not felt his presence since.
Whether its that final stage of grieving, where normality returns, or that it is the acceptance that his spirit has moved on; and so must I; its been a hard few months to accept that lack and gap.
I've blogged earlier on to say how I feel that the Camino is that final chapter of farewell for me, to Age; so won't rehash anything here.
I also know that the amount of love I have surrounding me, being held strong by those around me as pulled me through this journey.
With this in my heart, I am seeing small messages of love along the way. There was and never has been a doubt how much we loved each other. Perhaps its a trick of the eye, or that I am now looking out for it.. But I see hearts everywhere. Leaves, branches, shapes in the clouds and stones.. All unmistakenly in the shapes of hearts.
I choose to believe these are messages from Age. I choose to accept them as his way of giving me his blessing on my new path and as his farewell to me.
Todays heart was a stone, which was beside my boot when I stopped for a rest.
I'm carrying it now. Beautiful.. No?
1 comment:
Yes, Annie, you are CERTAINLY surrounded by love. I'm sure there is his, your family's and your friends'.
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