The end of the boardwalk …

The end of the boardwalk …

Maybe there’s just not enough time to get all of our ducks in a row. That’s assuming we know the names of those ducks !

We arrived at an ending, there were options … jump, swim, drown or why not a combination of these with the understanding & belief that our techniques will improve.

Maybe waiting to get each duck in a neat row, ready to seek what’s ahead, to learn to balance isn’t necessary. Seeing the gathering of ducks heading in the same direction is good enough, when we are at the end of the boardwalk.

Sitting at the end of the boardwalk … looking out, looking back … feeling frozen.. seeing nothing but time ahead. The plans, the excitement & the normal boards which held us .. are no longer in sight.

If you’re sitting there now, take a look at the deep .. take a deep breath & allow the weight of fear to be matched with trust … let the balance begin to ripple.

Trust you’ll get a better understanding of your ducks, they’ll show up … face one way.

Beyond the boardwalk.

❤ Blogging about all things widowhood ❤

#widdowsupprt #griefsupport #widowlife #livinglifewithgrief #seekingjoy #gratitudewithgrief