I'm taking longer than usual to get back to our "normal" life, because I have a pinched nerve in my neck. (If you know me well, or even know me on facebook, you'll be aware that I do NOT write about aches, pains, viruses or day-to-day illness, out of respect for others, particularly those who suffer from really serious conditions.)
This has been going on for several weeks, since before we left for Canada, and has prevented me from writing or reading for any length of time. That's why I've been absent from here, and from reading your blogs. All these weeks, I have been itching to read and write, so here I am, with my laptop perched on two large cushions so as not to irritate my neck.
It is good to be away from home on the anniversary of Katie's passing. As the day approaches, I worry that if I am in our house, I will walk by the door of her room, go in, and re-live her death, moment by moment. I realize that I don't have do that, but feel helpless to stop myself. It takes an annual effort to resist re-living the entire month preceding her passing. So I planned our vacation to take us away over the day it happened, and it went well.
The best way to tell you about it is in photographs...they really are worth a thousand words.
|That's Gregg and David in the distance. We walked for hours and had a picnic lunch on this beach - my favorite place to hike|
|My friend Teri calls this a "God-circle" - shining on Incinerator Rock. I saw more than one of these on this trip|
|Surfers love this cove|
David finally talked us into doing something we have been resisting (for reasons of economy) for several years: taking a seaplane trip to Hot Springs Cove. It was a blast.
My father used to fly a single-engine retractable (landing gear) plane called a Mooney 201, so I love small planes, but have never been in a seaplane before. Gregg has, but David and I had not. This trip included a hike out through old-growth forest on a beautifully-maintained boardwalk to three, natural hot spring pools. Gregg and David carried our lunch, water, towels and a change of clothes.
If you thought you saw this in the slideshow,
We were stunned to come across it on our hike out to the cove.
It felt like a love-message from our girl.
We saw thousands of these (known as "sail jellyfish," though they are not jellyfish), which rarely come ashore,
|Community garden in James Bay neighborhood|
|Spoiler alert: this might be our Christmas card.|
Thanks to all of you who sent messages, thoughts and love during this time. I deeply appreciate it, and want you to know that we are well...and happy.