Nightly Gathering

Open Thread Post 127 - Reality

I had an idea of what to say in this Nightly Gathering Post on my walk today, but before I get to that, I have to say that most of the time I have taken the safer emotional route of saying Morgan passed, or she's in heaven, or she's in the new realm, but in the longer post earlier today, “Have I Changed?”, I chose to refer to the “anniversary of Morgan dying.”

When I pulled up substack on my phone to write this post, that one was in the feed and the words just jumped out at me and almost made me wonder if I've been living a long nightmare or something. It is so surreal to see the words of Morgan being dead. It's really still unimaginable, even to me, and I'm living it. I'm not sure I'm articulating what it feels like. I'm not crying as I write this, just kind of still hoping it isn't actually true somehow. Can't something change this fact?

(I do believe she is alive though; just not where I currently get access to her.)

What I was going to write about was that I still notice and love the wildflowers on my one nature path. Most of the yellow ones have disappeared; one variety for sure. The others are still visible but not as abundant. Today, clumps of delicate white daisies lined the path in some areas. So pretty!

So here are a couple pictures. As always, open thread is to use as you see fit.