I had lunch last week with a new friend, a widow that I have met since Shawn’s death. I was astounded that she drives over two hours to come have lunch with me. Her friendship is a gift and her generous effort to meet with me is a very unselfish, considerate offering.
She is strong, giving, humble, courageous, humorous, positive and completely inspiring.
I learn from her. I learn how to see the good. I learn how to be kind. I learn how to accept. I learn how to treasure my children. I learn how to be myself. I learn how to still love Shawn and let that be ok. I learn how to walk forward. I learn how to enjoy a three hour lunch without ever thinking about the time. I learn how to share my pain. I learn how to find the beauty there is for the taking.
