I used to think a "travelling widow" meant trips away and deep pockets of money.  But a few years after Donnie’s death I was on the road for work and on a whim decided to take a side road to see a small tourist attraction. I brought myself a large ice cream and took my time walking around the free park.  As I sat on a bench overlooking the river I could feel my spirit slowing down and myself relaxing. I realized that small local trips can be just as much fun, and a lot cheaper then big trips.  This summer get out of your house and do some local sightseeing, even if you have to do it by yourself. Yes, it’s hard to explore by yourself and yes, it’s much more fun when you share the experience.  But, get over it!  Because if you don’t get out of your comfort zone you are going to miss out on some beautiful summer memories. I must confess that I never liked change.  I worked for the some organization for 36 years, married in my early twenties and lived a life of routine.  However, life changed with Donnie’s death and I now realize that once we survive the death of our loved ones, than all other changes are “little” in comparison. Do some travelling, stretch yourself and soon you will be setting off on many simple adventures.  When we do something for enjoyment, it replenishes and refills our feelings of self-worth.  Doing something for fun focuses attention in the “present” moment. Please answer the following sentences:

1. What is the one thing I want to do/see locally?
2. Ask myself: If not now, when?
3. What is my cut-off date for doing it?

Something to think about – A women once walked up to a famous speaker and said, “I’m fifty-one now.  If I go to law school I will be fifty-five in four years when I graduate.”  The speaker replied, “How old will you be in four year if you don’t go?” Don’t wait for the perfect moment to travel because it will never come.  Be fearless, you can do it – So, why not? Mary Francis, The Sisterhood of Widows #thesisterhoodofwidows, #widow, #grief, #griefsupport, #widowsupport, #howtogrieve