Such a hard thing to do...walk, fly, be away from loved ones.

This the view leaving Burlington, Vermont. Lake Champlain doing its glorious show-off. New spring buds swollen, a green that seems to hold a different name. 
It's hard to look out--tears blur my vision and my heart it full, yet I know the feelings, it comes from love and loving. 

It's sad and sweet and I am eternally thankful. 


Now, I am 'home' yet this place too is just for now...

May is a time of new growth.
May is a time of new birth,
My first born came to/through me in May, what a JOY he was and is.

May flowers bring another type of beauty and joy and for this I am thankful.

This month we will put in the ground, under the newly growing Vermont grass,
the ashes of a wonderful man, a man who turned 100 in January, a man who lived his life
with great health and happiness and raised an amazing family.
I am blessed to be the partner of one of his sons.

May is a time of love and loss, laughter and light.
Embrace it, embrace your loved ones.
xo