I’m to a point in my life again where I need my little filmstrip to run through my head as I try to drift off to sleep. I developed this process last year when things were literally life and death with my brother and then with my father. Pulling up images in my head, like a filmstrip.
I’m preparing to take the long road trip back to Michigan where I will spend the next two months sorting through their things at Dad’s old house. And then Dad’s burial this autumn. I don’t want to leave my safe little bubble at home but I know I need to do this.
This short little video is from today when I went up onto the Blue Ridge Parkway to clear my head. No wind. Just birds singing.
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