Year 3 Begins…#1Y3 #Sol17 (8-29-17)


Morning Friends,

As much as I loved my Edinburgh adventures, I can’t tell you how comfortable it was to be back home in sandals and shorts and sunshine, although, maybe the transition was too abrupt for me.  I spent my first week sinking into my my couch, binging on the series, Episodes and pushing myself off  to be with family to commemorate   Tuvia’s passing, two years ago.   Monday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday… came… anticipation as usual, worse than the reality. Blocks of silence, healthy energy of family… back and forth between time above the Hudson and then the frenzy of family.

What will be different about year 3? What will grab me, engage me… what will keep me  moving? What will life be like a year from now?

I’ve learned that mourning is tricky.  Healing is not linear and it’s a slow process back to self.

It’s been a wonderful, rich summer but good thing we don’t have to experience all 4 seasons every day, so I’m ready for a luxurious fall.

So happy new year Slicers.  Let’s hope we all survive another year without a real president.  See you at the barricades! Prayers and support to the victims of the hurricane.

Bonnie S.


9 thoughts

  1. It is amazing what a year brings, isnt’ it? Amazing and terrifying sometimes. Thank you for those prayers, Bonnie. My Uncle and cousins’ families are dealing with some flooding in Crosby, TX.

  2. It’s time for another marker for me, too, Bonnie, so at this time I think of you and another friend who lost her daughter the same week Arvie died. What a year this has been. I am hopeful for change, and in this immediate tragedy in Texas, trying to find ways to help them. Happy New Year to you! May your days be filled with the good parts of life along with the challenges!

  3. It’s hard to believe you’re beginning year three, Bonnie. Thanks for allowing us to continue to travel this journey with you. You’ve let us into the unimaginable grief and you’re showing us how to navigate loss with grace.

  4. You are showing us the path through loss and healing. And it’s not linear or even predictable. Blessings as you continue to navigate this path and share your journey with us.

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