Ascending

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Ascending through grey

Slicing sad, foreboding clouds.

Miracle of flight

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I’m struggling a bit with blogging at the minute.  All the zap seems to have gone out of me.  It’s natural enough, I suppose.  I hate these grey skies and Dad’s loss has left an emptiness.  The day I left Faro was one of the longest in my life.  The sky itself felt full of sorrow, and I both wanted, but dreaded, to be home again.  But down on the Praia life went on.  A battle with the elements that held me captive for a few sweet moments.

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If there’s one thing you can rely on it’s that Thursday’s Special, and that Paula will do her best to make it so.  Thanks, lovely lady.

109 comments

      1. Yes / any diversion or distraction helps –
        And whew – felt like I was looking out the window over the airplane sing with you – one of those photos that stick with ya!
        ❤️️

  1. Hello dear Jo. I am sorry I haven’t been able to visit as much as I want to. I’m trying to keep up with visits to blogs but I am limited as to what I can do in a day. My focus is on my memoir, but it takes a lot out of me and of course, grief doesn’t disappear overnight does it? I know how hard it is to keep blogging, or doing anything, when dealing with the grief of bereavement. How sad it is when missing our dads. As you know, I couldn’t write for a few months, never mind blog. It’s a struggle. I’m so glad to see you here though, I had you on the top of my list to visit today because I miss you and wanted to send you lots of love and hugs and to tell you I’m thinking of you, my dear friend❤

    1. So glad I’ve caught you, Sherri. 🙂 I’ve just been uplifted by the most beautiful of November poppies over at Tish’s place, and of course by all the wonderful and embracing comments on here. Thank you so much for adding yours. It’s foggy over on the Headland (I can see from the bedroom window 🙂 ) but I’m going for a little beach stroll. Stay in good spirits , hon, and don’t worry about visiting. Bumper sack of hugs coming your way 🙂

  2. Double, no triple hugs from Robert and myself. Thinking of you lots . . . .take care as this journey has quite a while to go. The ‘sweet moments’ will grow over the next few weeks and months. Bxx

    1. Thanks, darlin. 🙂 It’s been a good week overall and I feel guilty about posting misery. There’s more than enough, isn’t there, and in so many ways mine has a happy outcome. Hugs much appreciated and returned. 🙂

      1. Don’t feel guilty, up and downs are life and blogs are a great way for us all to handle what life is throwing at us xxx
        Looking forward to that drink with you in January!

  3. May you ascend out of your dark place soon–or rather as soon as you are ready. Sometimes we need the resting time a cloudy day affords.

  4. You are doing a great job here on the blog Jo, keeping us walking with you and cheering us all up in this grey and cold days. Time is a great healer and unfortunately there are no shortcuts, getting through one day at the time is the only way. It has taken me a long time to talk about my mother without crying, I still miss her desperately. Sending you a warm and strong hug.

  5. You give us all such pleasure, Jo. To say nothing of inspiration, and all that Monday walking you make us do, which is so good for us. Give yourself a hug, and know that it’s from all of us🙂

  6. l’uomo e il volo..
    già penso al mio geniale vicino di casa ( Leonardo da Vinci, sono 20 km da casa mia🙂 ) e a tutte le sue macchine volanti, alla sua simulazione del volo alare…una magia che fa restare a bocca aperta
    splendide le tue foto come sempre
    cia bella!

  7. There is no need to reply — we all need downtime, especiallly when adjusting to the loss of a cherished one… how well i remember the months after my father’s unexpected death… it was nice when one day i realized that i was smiling.

    you are cherished by many, and we’re all sending you strength and love.

  8. I’ve had one of those long “return” flights before as well, fighting back tears for hours on end. It takes time to overcome the feeling of loss and being lost. Blogging can wait. Listen to your heart and body and mind. Sending you sunshine for outside distractions and wind in your hair to clear up some of the fog. Hugs and strength!

    1. The flight was late in the day, Liesbet, and after almost continuous sunshine for 2 weeks I found the waiting hard. I dreaded returning, but it wasn’t so bad. People have been very kind. I still default to leaf kicking for ‘therapy’ but they’ll soon be gone. Thank you for the sunshine 🙂 🙂

  9. Jo it is totally understandable that the wind is out of your sails. You need time and energy to grieve and heal. Be gentle with yourself, write a blog post if you want and please don’t if you don’t want to. You have an incredibly loyal audience. I for one will be here whenever it is right for you. Sending big hugs across the miles. Xo

  10. I hope the sun shines a little for you today, lifting your spirit just a wee bit. Sending your virtual hugs my friend & the wish for a more peaceful heart in the coming days.

      1. When we lose someone we love, there are days we cope & days when the emotion of no longer having them with us just seems to weigh heavily on our hearts. I hope that writing some of those feelings down & receiving support through friends & family, in some small way, lessens the grief you feel.

  11. Take your time, take a few more walks, and then just give in to your grief. There’s nothing that says you have to be brave all the time. Your photographs are inspiring, the plane ascending is so positive, so keep that feeling. Look forward to your blogs when you feel like returning but don’t push yourself, be lazy and do nothing, it does wonders for the soul. I know, it’s not so long ago that I was in the same place. As another of your respondents says, it takes time, but honestly, it does get better.

    1. I just came back from kicking a few more leaves about. Not too many left, Maris. 🙂 Autumn is often a blue time for me, but I mostly stay positive. Thanks for the great advice.

  12. I feel your pain Jo and know how hard it is. I’m still feeling the loss of mum two months on. Take care and be kind to yourself, the blogging will take care of itself. Hugs xo

  13. It’ll take sometime Jo such a big adjustment parents are always supposed to be there aren’t they . No matter how old we are . xhugsx
    Ah the Praia da Faro …🙂 we enjoyed a stroll along there just a couple of weeks ago what a gorgeous beach !

  14. Oh, Jo, I do feel for you…… Take it from me, it really does get easier in time, but time it needs. So in the meantime, be good to yourself. Sending big hugs xx

  15. As the other comments said, be gentle on yourself and take care, Jo. Life has its downs and it might not be the best feeling in the world. But the sun will always shine tomorrow and there will be another day. I really like the shot of the plane in the sky, and how you managed to capture it below a patch of brighter sky🙂

    1. Thanks, Mabel 🙂 I always was a person to get ‘blue’ days. Much more like Mam in that respect. They come and they go, and you’re right. Bring on the sunshine 🙂 🙂

  16. Be gentle with yourself, my dear friend. We can bear your absence if you need a break. That said, I would hate to have missed this beautiful elegiac post, and the way it expresses both loss and ongoing life. And I always enjoy it specially when you go haiku. Take a few enveloping hugs (not on Hugless Douglas’s list!) whenever you need them. They’re there waiting for you.

    1. Thanks, sweetheart. It’s hard to leave this nurturing environment. So many kind people in this world. 🙂 The sun is peeping out now and I’m off to find a last few leaves to kick. Still snow, or just mushy slush?

  17. I haven’t been through this kind of loss yet and I’m dreading it. I imagine it will take time and you can’t rush it. Just hang in there and know we are all caring about you, even from the other side of the world!

  18. After yesterday’s result, I think a lot of people are struggling😦
    I’m sorry about the aftermath, it’s often worse isn’t it? And I think the last parent to die hits us hardest. It’s like the rug has been swept from under us. I’ve prob said this before! Take care dear Jo.

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