Princess Park. Missing mom.

I love walking in Princess Park.

I have so many memories of walking and talking with mom about EVERYTHING, the dog running off -leash, the light streaming through the trees, chantarelle treasures, mom’s favorite bench.  She often came here by herself, to think, to process anxiety.

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose.  All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.  Helen Keller

4 comments

  1. my heart is with you Kat, as we go through transitions in life, the grieving of past losses often become more intense for a time.

    how blessed were you to have the moments that created the memories

    a good reminder to us all to take that time with those we love.

    life is fleeting.

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