Maybe it’s because I’m sat in my conservatory, the sun is shining, one of my dogs is sitting on my knee, but I’m being very contemplative about my life since Penny died 2 years ago, after 50 years.
I’ve been looking back over the last two years.
It all started with the normal despair, fear, anger, regrets, loneliness etc. What was the point of it all?.
I’ve always tried to be as positive as I am able to be on each day. I decided my new life was obviously going to be different, but it might as well be as I want it to be. So I made a plan, and bit by bit, my new life developed. I’ve never forgotten Penny, and never will, but I’m sure she would totally approve. I talk to her every day about what’s going on, and I feel she is part of it, supporting me.
I’ve made plenty of changes, such as a new kitchen, new conservatory roof, and a redesigned garden, new smaller car.
I’ve also made changes to my active life, joined a big choir, learnt to play the flute (still ongoing), more new friends, new dog walks, cultivate a more content and happy demeanor, sat in pavement cafes and chatted to loads of people. I’m off on holiday to Anglesey next week, and I’ve had several others, particularly a wish I’ve had for years, and expedition to the Outer Hebrides.
Although Penny is always in my heart, and I do have the odd sad time, life is good again. I can’t believe how far I’ve come, it’s needed a lot of work and positivity, sometimes working through the tears. Very often supported by a truly wonderful bunch of friends.
As I sit here, her photo next to me, her ashes next to that, I thought I’d like to encourage those who are in those early days of despair, that it will improve, you can be happy again, if we really try
Oh! and this forum has played a huge part with the encouragement and support of many of you, thank you.