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Off emotionally today, I feel the emptiness that slides in sometimes.
It comes in waves and it seems I wake up like this. I suspect it is the dream state that may start the emotions. Grief slides in and out daily but there are days like today that it just sits with me. I find myself weepy, thinking and missing Phil. I allow myself the feelings, I believe this to be part of healing. Tomorrow will be a better day as Phil would tell me.
On these days my walk is even more important to me.
Sunrise over the harbor.
I headed to my familiar places looking for peace.
I head to the Custom House Plaza. I like to go there because when I was applying for a job to relocate back to California and Phil was still in Arkansas, we talked on the phone as I was in the plaza and he could see me on the hotel web cam as we talked. I stand there and remember us giggling, me waving asking if he could see me.
Fond memories of our first Italian festival there, such joy and fun. We watched people dance, enjoyed Italian food and found happiness. The Portola Hotel became a spot that we went for a drink, listened to music and had a favorite bar tender that spoiled us. All of those car shows....
The beauty of the garden.....Phil and I often sat there and just talked.
For Phil:
Missing you.
💔💔💔💔
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