I was out for a walk, actually feeling very alone. Missing my two kids away at college like crazy, yearning for the days when they were young, at home and under my constant care and supervision. My sense of purpose was so strong then. Continuing to practice letting go but really struggling with being separate from them and redefining who I am in this phase of life. Stumbled on a heart hanging on a branch on the path. It made me smile and brightened the rest of my walk and evening. Felt like a little nudge to keep going.
