This weekend was an important one for my family. We all gathered where my Mom was raised in Eastern Oregon to place her headstone and to bury a portion of her ashes in the family cemetery. We then hopped in our cars to caravan to Hug Point on the Oregon Coast to spread more of her ashes in the ocean.
As I walked into the surf to scatter my Mom’s ashes I was filled with many emotions; sadness, love, fear, joy, loss and hopefulness. These emotions are not too different to what I am feeling today as I prepare to pack up my life in Seattle and hit the road. I feel a bit scattered myself.
Plenty of people have told me how brave I am to take this trip, to blog so openly and to share such a personal journey. I smile, thank them and then think to myself, wow I have them fooled. I don’t feel brave, I feel scared and uncertain. That said, I am excited to be feeling these emotions, up to this point I have played things pretty safe allowing little opportunity to feel fear.
I am going to take this fear and use it as the driving force behind this trip and my success. I appreciate your patience as I figure out the cadence to my trip and my social media communication, but most importantly I appreciate you taking the time to join me on this journey. Thank you.
I dedicate these next few months to one of the most important people in my life, my Mother. Mom, you are missed, and not a day goes by that I do not think of you and the love and life you provided me. I will forever cherish you.