Gina Alfani: grieve

It has gotten to the point where I am truly concerned about leaving the house and traveling the streets of my town or any town. What your political affiliation is doesn't matter anymore. Pass through the wrong place at the wrong time and for no reason at all, you could be attacked. This is not the America I grew up in. When I was a kid, our parents allowed us to ride our bikes in the neighborhood and were encouraged to stay out there and enjoy the company of our friends. Be free to be kids.

All my time is now dedicated to updating and growing my blogs. It is what I did before I met The Captain, after JR, my first husband passed away. My blogs were a way to numb my brain to anything personal and concentrate on writing and research different subjects.

It worked for me and led me to finding a new life for myself. It just didn't last long enough and here I am again, grieving the loss of another little family. Kiki was my family too, even if she was a precious pet that was just like a person to me . . . the daughter I never had. Sorry if you think I am crazy! It is all getting easier to deal with every day and I am grateful to have a place to let it out. It has been a way for me to heal.

This morning I cracked myself up laughing when I realized that I had created a "potato day" and posted one food blog post after another about potato soup. LOL I am so grateful for getting my sense of humor back even if anyone thinks I am a little twisted.

And with all of this, it has occurred to me that this means progress. I have a saying on my Peace Love Happiness blog and has become the purpose of the blog . . . "I'm hoping my life experiences will help someone know that life goes on beyond those things that bring us down."

Have a great rest of the week my friends . . . my new blog posts follow.