Life is a twisting, turning journey…a winding road with many detours…and I need to write about it.
Seven years ago, my husband of 26 years died after a two-year battle with cancer. As I navigated a new path, I realized I didn’t have a map. I was in uncharted waters. Periodically tears would catch me unaware. If my children were close by, I would say, don’t mind me, I’m just having a moment. Thus was born the title of my blog, Just Having a Moment.
For the first time in my life, I live alone. I went from my parent’s house, to a college dorm, to my first apartment with a roommate, to being a wife and a mother. All of those identities were part of my plan. I didn’t have a road map for living alone at fifty. It has been 7 years and I have found a home in ME. I’ve learned so much about life, grief, joy, love, spirit and passion. I want to write about all of these and more. Not the Hallmark version, but the messy, scary, hilarious, devastating and joyful moments.
I hope you will join me on the journey home. I’d love to share the adventure!
As I am writing this introduction I am listening to Philip Philip’s song, Home. I love the first few lines;
Hold on, to me as we go
As we roll down this unfamiliar road
And although this wave is stringing us along
Just know you’re not alone
‘Cause I’m going to make this place your home