Stephanie Hilvitz

Happy 34 years...Day 114

happy anniversary Greg!!!

34 years (38 together!)

we have walked many miles and I look forward to many many more

cannot begin to say how very grateful I am for our lives

Time Together...Day 113

a lovely couple of days

visiting Chuni and Alyssa's adorable home, they have worked so hard to make it a sweet little gem, inside and out

celebrating Chuni's exhibit at the Sangre de Christo Art Center

many wonderful works in this show, how very special that he was included

and he and Alyssa are so involved in the community here, really nice to see them both so respected and connected

and dad's memorial bench

a comfortable, beautiful and reflective spot

everyone agrees it feels so right and he would really enjoy it


a walk along the river, time spent reminiscing and skipping stones

grateful that Chuni has found value and peace and Alyssa

grateful that Tess can continue to learn more about her roots here

grateful that Greg could spend time with Lise and his mom

grateful for the time spent with them all

Home to Heal...Day 46

nothing so hard...stressful as being ill alone in a hotel room

last night was the worse break out of hives

I lay in bed covered in cool towels and meditated, chanted ohm namah shivaya

the hives subsided...completely went away, pure bliss

until 4 am when they began to come back with a vengance

grateful for a good nights sleep

grateful for the powerful healing mantra that is known to be beneficial for physical and mental ailments

Itchy...Day 41

this is all I can manage...these tiny perfect seeds

I broke out in crazy hives, huge, roving, itching...head to toe

grateful for a prescription that I dearly hope will settle this down

grateful for a slow sunny day to breath and soak and relax

Stories in Blue, White and Brown...Day 27

grateful for my Colorado blue skies

I've read a very powerful, thought provoking book...Being Mortal by Atul Gawande..a book that has the potential for changing medicine, and lives for the elderly and ill

Gawande says our lives are stories...and in stories, endings matter

I'm grateful for the story I was born with...

and the one I write daily

as I walked today in the glorious sunshine taking photos that make my heart sing

I realize I am grateful for the little sub-stories that this blog affords

 

a Place to Be...Day 19

Finally...a place to be...for dad, and for us to sit and remember him.

We reached out to family and asked if they would write a short sentiment about dad that we laid in the ground before laying down his ashes.

laying his remains...pure white and not as much material as I would have guessed.


the city employees that helped prepare the space were so careful and understanding, sharing their own stories of handling the ashes of loved ones...making sure it was all in order and that the concrete gently covered the area

the bench will encompass a view he would have enjoyed.

grateful for the generosity of the Pueblo parks dept, the manager and staff...

grateful for family that supported this effort and lent their thoughts and memories...

grateful for Tess and mom to have made the early morning trip to see this through...

 

 

Deer and Dear Ones, More....5

channeling my inner animal...fierce in the face of challenge

grateful for parts...bionic parts, ears and knees and hips

pacemakers, rotator cuffs...

backs... will be watching over Greg today and hoping this does the trick

Face It

cold...snow...outside

face of collaboration inside

the Wabi Sabi way

the line...that emerges...like a word

the wabi sabi path

that gently leads

the gestural line

punctuated...

this collaboration continues...

Attitudenal

Beginning the new year...sweet 16...with the intention that words have power. Listening to this RadioLab about Charles Bliss, changed his name from Carl Blitz and his realization that language matters, words cause wars, twisted meanings.

words have the power to change our attitudes, making the choice to stay here, at the blog in this next sweet year...spreading the love