In that day people will look to their Maker and turn their eyes to the Holy One of Israel. They will not look to the altars, the work of their hands, and they will have no regard for the Asherah poles and the incense altars their fingers have made. Isaiah 17:7-8
Greetings friends, it’s been a while. How have you been? I have thought about you time and again and how you helped me through my first year of widowhood. I had more than a few valleys and a few mountain tops where I had the opportunity to perch and view the distance from whence I traveled to the blur of what lay ahead. Then I was given the opportunity to step away. I am grateful I made that choice.
The first year I stayed quiet, sort-of, and was a homebody. Going out reminded me of everything I was missing: the driver, the other side of my brain to make the final decision for every quandary, and my entertainment, as nightly there were hours of stories so Archie could talk through the events of the day. Heartfelt Creations, as you know, has walked closely beside me. They showed up at my door many times with food, as I was not up to cooking, nor did I want to leave the house to get groceries. They were kind, gracious and supporting, allowing me time to pull away.
Welcome to a new chapter.