Loss. It's one of the hardest things we all have to confront at some point in our lives. This weekend, we had planned to make our annual trek to Rocky Point, Mexico where we'd eat our carrot cake, debate crazy things, eat way too much food....and of course, walk the beach and
|During a photo shoot on the beach with my first "real" camera. We had a lot of fun with this shot. Whenever Melissa was around, you were sure to laugh.|
But I realized that it wasn't the "why" that was important. She's gone now. There's no changing any of it. Melissa's silence is uncomfortable. She was never good with it when she was alive. Oh that girl could talk:) And right now, I wish I could hear her one last time talk about.....something.
I tried to do some birding this weekend, but I found myself walking like a zombie on the trails. Thankfully, I had a friend who helped me think about something else for awhile. I went to buy bird seed at my favorite store which usually cheers me up, but this time, it didn't.
I met Melissa back in 2008 when we first moved into our place. She was friends with my neighbor Bonnie. Over the years, we had game nights in our homes, beers by the pool, treks to Rocky Point during Easter and hung out at special events around town. Melissa was an amazing art teacher who touched the lives of so many children. And they loved her back. She even had an art studio inside her home for Saturday morning sessions!
|We join Bonnie to help support an Altrusa event.|
|My first photography lesson with Melissa...discovering the magic of sunsets on the beach|
|Melissa loved collecting sea shells for her art work. Sand dollars were a favorite as were the colorful shells.|