that first day

Birds - Truro, MA | 2020

An entire year since last year’s first day

No more me+him

Just me now

So much happened over last year that it’s a blur and unexpected.

The world as I knew it blew up with a whack on the head and a punch in the gut
And left me with grey matter
And space

Walking seaside and yoga were saving graces

As were those who spent hours, days and months with me - hugging my tears, accepting my silence, cheering me on from the sidelines with love and strength

While I wanted to make it all mean something tangible, somehow pictures seemed irrelevant and words vanished. So while I may not have a living document of that time, I have images that linger ... and a few stolen moments along the way.

I'm still in that in between space
Finding my way
Feeling my feet
Breathing
Taking it in as best I can
Doing it as it unfolds
Trusting the path that's wide open
With an unknown destination