I knew all along as I was trying to grasp my life and journey, that those have helped me and Steve the most, including getting through Covid,,and I hate to use that as a baseline but what we were told at the time , scared the be-Jesus out of some of us.

I knew in time, we would all need to move on. My loss of Steve, would take me time to gather my strength to keep going. If I didn’t know how much we both loved our little house and how much of his heart felt labor he put into creating our oasis, I’d sell . But I love the labor. I feel Steve’s heartbeat and I can appreciate his devotion to our house.

After all, we are only the second family to live here and we can appreciate the the previous owner, Paul, who built this by himself, and oddly, our son’s name is Paul.

Back to spring growth…

Our son has been granted a divorce.

My neighbor, across the street, who Steve n I would take meals over to during Covid bc he was divorced and living alone, has a girlfriend.

I’m happy that this has happened. When Steve passed away, I asked him bc I needed a purpose and direction to keep me going . I’d take him meals on Sunday, Tuesday and Thursday.

And, as I have found how to fill my void and have grown, I’m happy to say, apparently, I’m no longer tied down to meals on those days.

I will be forever thankful that he helped me to find my way and fill that void where I didn’t know what to do or do next or how do I fill my time.

But .. after four years now, I realize, growth is good for everyone.

And whether it’s spring summer fall or winter, growth is good .