My heart aches and my spirit is strong.
What I thought would happen didn’t. And what I wanted to happen was different that what ended up being my life these past ten years. It’s like yesterday and twenty years ago and five years from now when you died.
I suffered. Definitely. I’ve been struggling and thriving. Growing, developing, living, making grave mistakes, longing for you and remembering you.
I haven’t done a great job of sharing you with your grandkids. I don’t regret. I own.
These next ten years without you will reflect this current transformation. Since you died I withered. Truth. And now I rise.
Barbara Joan Gibson. I would love to know you now, to hear your thoughts on now, to debate politics with you, relate across differences of parenting and business and living. We were quite different you and I, and very much linked in the deep appreciation for life you left me with.
I lost that for a few years. Got lost in the grief and trauma. I am found now. Reconnected to appreciating life, this day, this moment, this opportunity.
I share this here, your life impacted me, your impact ripples into my life and then you go beyond my life … j in to my clients, my kids, my dear ones, my strangers. your kindness and grace lives on, my mum, your joy and fortuitous spirit live on in me. I’m transforming some of our Gibson stoicism and keeping a bunch of it.
What is it like out there mum?
Where do you go now that your spirit is free?
May you write every story in your heart, may you laugh and have fun and be romanced, may you know peace.