Today we spent a quiet, supportive day, to write, remember, reflect, and explore the many forms grief can take.
From 10 a.m. to 3 p.m. the sun was warm and the river sparkled.
The birds and crickets sang, the river murmered and the breeze gently blew and swayed the plants and wildflowers, while we wrote or read aloud from our notebooks. Lots of feelings expressed.
It was a special and memorable day.