Since it’s time for me to register for the Good Grief 5k Run and Walk for HOPE I thought I’d re-post an excerpt from the BLOG I wrote after my first run. Enjoy the read,
Some of my greatest adventures are memorialized on my Christmas tree. Our first Christmas together and baby’s, baby’s, baby’s first Christmas. I have ornaments that were gifts from friends and family and mementos I’ve collected from cities far and wide. There are ornaments from past roommates, old boy friends and favorite clients.
Over the years I’ve added homemade treasures that include school photos, painted shells, crystal snowflakes and glittered pine cones. I have a peanut wise man who my grandfather made when he was 8 and a beer can cut and decorated to look like a holiday wreath. These are the ornaments I value the most!
You can tell a lot about a family by how their Christmas tree is decorated. Our tree shouts family and friends, pets, movies, love and loss. Which I guess pretty much describes us?
Today is my 23rd wedding anniversary; the traditional gift is silver, which symbolizes beauty. Grab a glass of wine and look at the beauty that is reflected in your Christmas tree — what adventures do you remember? Send me a note.
You don’t have a tree? Call me; I’m happy to share!
Have a great week,
The Art of Living Lost
What would you do if you could do anything? I asked myself this question on my seemingly endless road to self-discovery.
Once upon a time, I was a successful career woman working hard and traveling all over the world. I learned about business and economics first-hand and met the extraordinary people who would one day comfort me through the great storm of grief. However, this was the old me. The new me wanted to raise my kids, guide them through the chaos of high school, and launch them into adulthood.
It was with this in mind that I decided to pursue one of my dream jobs, Fright-Fest ghoul. Yes, I said it, GHOUL!