My Bags are Packed......

My bags are packed and I’m ready to go….well, my metaphorical  bags anyway.

We all have our own baggage and bring that baggage with us into various relationships – friendships, romances, work, and family. I know that there are those in the widow community who find the word “baggage” to be a negative connotation. I disagree. I like my baggage and am honored to lug it around with me wherever I  travel. In my bag you will find cherished memories, strength, pride, determination, joy, gratitude and hope. My baggage is packed with all that I have experienced  and  without which  I would not be who I am today. We all have a choice as to how we want to lead our lives after having been through traumatic experiences. We can rise above it all and embrace the beauty around us – the beauty of our families, the beauty of our friends and the beauty of new and enriching experiences others  may provide. While I do believe in destiny, I know that everyone has a choice in how they want to live, really live. So don’t be afraid to unpack your bags because the people in your life who truly care about you will treasure the contents as much as you do. Feel free to rummage through my baggage – I believe you will like what you find there. I know I do!