SURVIVING MY WEEK ON MY OWN

WALK TOWARDS THE SEA

DANIEL AND THE FISHING PIER SEALS

HAPPY LIFE AND STANDING GIGGLES

WE ARE FAMOUS ARTISTS

GRATEFUL FOR LIVE STREAMING

Once upon a time a Mom encouraged her son to pursue his love of music.  Now she enjoys listening to his professional performances, even it means a live stream link on her phone while she is caring for her other son. (who is medically complex). 

Life has many miracles.  Choose to receive them.   Much love to anyone who is reading this.  I appreciate the support. 

Thanks. 

WATERCOLOR FISH WITH DANIEL

PAINTING WITH LOVE

The Easter Card

 

The Easter Card. 

Yesterday I received a card in the mail from my Dad.  It was an Easter Card.  Cheerful and hopeful, as is the essence of this time of year.  When I opened the card, I was walking out in my yard with the dogs.  As I slowly turned the cover of the card, reading the poem, I felt this surge of emotion that actually made me feel shaky, and my lip quivered.  And I began to sob.  Deep guttural sobbing.  Missing my Mom.  Longing for her voice, her presence, her love.   The card was signed, Love Dad.  Love, Dad.  It was profound to see that my Dad carried on my Mom's love of Easter and Spring.   She always did nice things for others.  I guess he wants to keep the love blooming. 

Losing my mother has been life changing, all the way down to my soul, and where ever my deepest self resides, I miss her.   I know her energy and her spirit is living on, in the light and love that she was. 

Grief is a strange companion.  One minute you are sobbing and heart broken.  The next you are seeing the little miracles that continue on and on.  The childlike spirit that I have always nurtured within me, was a trait I inherited from my Mom's inner child and her love for, well her love for love.  

Spring is here.  In all of its beauty and rebirth, and while it reminds me of her and brings sadness, it also reminds me of her and brings joy and gratitude for all of the beauty in nature and in humanity. 

I have a lifetime of Easter memories, because she made it happen.  She loved the bunnies, the decorations, the flowers, the treats, and most of all, she knew the true meaning of the resurrection of Jesus.  She blended it all together like an Easter bunny Jesus is my savior smoothie.   Cheerful. Bright. And so many bunny statues. 

I have no plans for Easter except to honor my Mom and sit in fond recollection of a life time of her love for Spring.  

That Easter card, meant everything.  Despite the sobbing mess that I was for a while yesterday. 

I had a great Mom. I have a great Dad.  They are both here with me.  Forever and always. 

Julie Hasselberger 

April 13, 2022

HAIRCUTS AND IRISH GNOME SILLIES

YARN HEARTS

SO HARD TO GET THROUGH

SHE'S GONE

CRUNCHY SNOW AND MAKING MUSIC