ENOUGH ALREADY 2020! Seriously, this year needs to just be called. We need a do-over. Something amazingly good needs to happen and turn things around.
The year began with my sweet, 13 year old baby, Sean being diagnosed with aggressive, late stage lymphoma. We did absolutely everything we could for him, but cancer took my sweet boy as the sun rose on Sunday, March 8, 2020. Devastated doesn’t even begin to touch my grief surrounding the loss of my sweet boy. He was my CHILD. From the day he was found only a few days old abandoned in the middle of a road until he took his last breath in my arms, he was my child, my heart, my reason for living. Literally, when things got so hard I thought I couldn’t do life any more, HE kept me going. I only had to remember promising him as a sick little baby that I would dedicate my life to being his mommy, and I kept on going. His spirit is still around and I told him before he left to come find me again and we’d have more adventures, so now I wait for him to return to me. He was the most precious baby anyone could ask for and I miss him with every fiber of my being.
Now, we are mired in this awful global pandemic. We’ve been in isolation for 7 days now, but I can’t say I hate it. The only thing I am upset about is not being able to see my sweet students and wonderful co-workers every day. I am a real homebody anyway, so being forced to stay home is not that much of a hardship and I’ve thrown myself into my work and am elated to be home with the love of my life, Jonathan. I worry about the health of my friends and family though.
Last night, I participated in a collective new moon ritual, in which we sent out our collective intentions for peace, health, and abundance into the universe. I chose to meditate on my intentions for entering into the new lunar phase with at attitude of peace, gratitude, and optimism. We listened to a crystal bowl sound bath, played our singing bowl and bell, cleansed our space, and breathed a sigh of relief. I can only hope this sets the tome for the coming days.
Be well, my friends.
Love,
Jen
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