Guest post by Teresa
I love taking path photos. They are significant to me because they represent my journey; my journey of love, my journey o f loss, my journey of grief, and my journey of life.
The path soothes me. It washes tranquility and peace over me. I look at the path and no matter where I am on my path, I instantly see my life unfolding, where I’ve been, where I am, and where I am going. My past, present, and future compressed into a single moment.
I look back to see how far I’ve come n such a short amount of time. It’s been over four months since Samuel died and I’ve transformed myself into a new, better version of myself because of his love. I am more conscious of my thoughts and the decisions that I make. I am more compassionate. I am more attune to my senses and the beauty that surrounds me.
I pause to reflect on the moment I am in and see that I am still hurting. I am still adapting. With each new day I am asked to choose love or fear. With each new day my heart, mind, and body gives me a different answer. I have learned to listen and obey those signals. For they are the beacon of light that steers my ship in the right direction.
I look ahead at the path that unwinds before me. I am overwhelmed, yet anxious to explore at the same time. There are many obstacles I have encountered on my path and many more I will be faced with. I refuse to let that discourage me though. I know that Samuel is my north star. I trust his guidance. He urges me forward because there is so much to experience in this life. So much to feel. So, I keep on putting one foot in front of the other and continue on my path for Samuel and with him by my side.
Until we can be together again…I’ll make footprints on my path for you!