The last few days, I have looked back through my entire blog. I have never re-read it before, except in bits and pieces. (And it did take DAYS). I had hoped to find photos of Ry that I didn’t have saved in my computer, and I got lucky and found quite a few.
Often, they were like this one, big family shots with Ryan as part of the background.
Or this, where he is helping with a chore around the yard. Ryan was often part of the background, or working.
But then, jackpot! Here he is showing the pure jolt of joy and happiness that he never held back on when he was excited.
Looking back through 13 years of blogging, I saw so many blessings in my life.
Some things long forgotten, others a deep part of me. Tough times have come and gone, but through this journal that I have faithfully kept, I can see how lucky I have been over the years. (I also saw some some really cool things that I am kicking myself for selling.)
We are all going through an unprecedented rough time right now with the virus raging on and taking away so much from us.
Maybe we all need a look back at the past to remember our blessings to hold onto them in our hearts, to get through what we are dealing with in the present.
My heart is forever damaged with my boy gone, but having happy times past and future to keep in my thoughts does help.
I had began with recent posts and scrolled backwards, diligently staring through all the photos, occasionally reading something that would make me grin. When I’d find a picture of my son, sometimes there were tears, but more often, smiles.
Coming across the photo of Ryan showing pure joy near the very beginning of my writings, after a few days of flipping through pages of millinery, smiling babies, painted roses, beaches, sisters, adventures with friends, circus, travels with Rich, and other Good Stuff, was like finding the golden ticket in a chocolate bar.
Yes, I have been lucky in my life. I had not only all of those wonderful experiences, I had this moment with Ryan. When he was so happy, he leapt into the air like a kid.
Those are the moments we need to hold onto. With those, will get through this.
Beautiful.
You will get through it, Karla. And yes, you will hold on. But it’s terribly hard, I’m sure. Biggest hugs to you.
Ánimo y abrazos desde España.