Letting Go, Letting Inwith the question of my marriage. I had to roll Mrs. Duck around in my clear headed thoughts for a day. And when the day was said and done, I didn't want any of that STUFF that I had put on the floor. So I swept it out the door and wished it well. And now my hands and head are open to the calling of my heart. I don't know what my heart will have me do. I don't know where it will lead. (Side note: It took Edison 9,000 tries before he managed to make the lightbulb work. He is quoted as saying, "I haven't even failed once. 9,000 times I've learned what doesn't work.") But I do know I'll be with my husband. I do know I'll be honoring my son's life and creating a legacy from his death. I do know I'll be writing and reading and talking to people who understand or who are actually trying to understand. I do know I'll be learning from them. And, frankly, there isn't anything else in the world I'd rather do.
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