"I see skies of blue, clouds of white, bright blessed day, dark sacred nights, and I think to myself, what a wonderful world. The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky, are also on the faces of people going by. I see friends shaking hands, sayin how do you do. There really sayin...I love you."
~ Louis Armstrong
Monday marked the one year anniversary of my precious Papa's death. This year our family has felt many losses. Working through grief is a long journey. On this melancholy journey, you navigate many emotions. I think that you eventually have to reach deep within, find strength, hang on, and the fog begins to lift. You can breathe a little better. You begin to awaken.
My Papa was such an amazing human being. Loved by all who knew him. My Grandmother has shared with us that sometimes he would stop and announce " Isn't this a wonderful world!"
This world is wonderful because he was a part of it. I am so thankful to him for the example that he set for those around him.
On Monday I needed to do something to honor him. We gathered supplies. Paint, markers, ribbon, fabric, and sunflower seeds.
In knowing this the healing continues.