Here I am with two of my sisters, Rose and Esther, during happier times. They have both passed away. It was Rose, as an experienced widow, who told me when Marv died that I must find joy in my life every day. She said Joy would not come looking for me. I must look for it myself and not just when I felt like it, but every day. That was good advice, Even on a down day, I’ve always been able to find something to be happy about. Or thankful for!
Yesterday, my joy was visiting my parents’ gravesites in MI and my one remaining sibling–my sister-in-law, Kay, (I’d add those photos but don’t know how while blogging from my iPad while in MI.) Pretend I’m giving you the same advice. What joy will you find today?
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Yes That sounds like FB too.
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I am 73. I have been looking for a sister who has a wise head on her shoulders. I like your writing and how you perceive your world. .
One day, I will experience what you have. I know the J is for joy. I am on that path. It came to me on its own when my daughter passed away in 2016. Joy got me out of bed in the morning g. It has kept me going and engaged in life and being happy.
Looking forward to reading more of your posts. I like the spirit of your writing.
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Thank you, Anita. Finding joy after losing a daughter is certainly a gift. I’ve lost my three sisters so know what not having them is like. I hope I can fill in a bit for you even though my daily posting with A to Z stops tomorrow. Then I’ll see what my next routine will be for blogging. I change up depending on what I feel a need to say!
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I’ll look forward to reading more of your inspiring words.😊
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