I’ve been MIA this summer, at least on the social media front. Grieving and putting myself out there don’t mix well, so I’ve taken some time to settle in and let myself feel so much of what grief brings. It’s been pretty challenging at times. As anyone who has grieved knows, the path is winding and exhausting.
As we approach fall, I can’t help but wonder if I’m ready for all of what comes with the start of a school year (which feels like the true new year in my psyche- time to get organized and focused is what cooler temps tell me to do). My life is rather extroverted even though I’m more introverted in nature. How to continue tending to myself as grief does its work while actively living and doing things that are important to me is an ongoing and important theme on my mind.
Anyway, this is a picture of my front walkway which is normally nicely walkable. But, I noticed a couple months ago that a plant was growing that looked squash-esque. As it grew and grew, it became clear it was a pumpkin plant. Oh man, those get big! While there was not full agreement on the benefits of letting a pumpkin plant take over our front walkway, I made my case that we had to- that somehow a seed had planted itself there and it made this splendid plant and we were obliged to see it through. As I watch this plant grow and marvel at its size and potential, I can’t help but think about how so many things in life are like that, unplanned, unruly, and beautiful.
We’ll see what happens as this ever growing pumpkin patch takes the space it needs. And, if you come visit, use the back door! ~ bradie
The Long Grief Journey 
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