There comes a time

And it's time.  Life gives us all kinds of curves and bumps but there always comes a point when you realize life is a choice.  Everyday.  We can choose the life filled with joy or a cloudy existence.  I chose "Sonshine".  Soooo........ that means it's time for a Widows trip.  Our initial destination will be Colorado Springs.  It's amazing when the "Almighty" is the travel planner how something so sure one day can do a complete turn around the next.  Who know's where we will end up. Someone may make a comment "Have you seen...............?" and our destination will change.  The beauty in being flexible.
       The Broadmor Hotel we've heard is supposed to be a beautiful place to visit, especially at Christmas.  Unfortunately they don't have rooms to sleep six and we would miss our late night talks if we split up, so maybe just a nice lunch visit.. 
     With the sun going down so early hopefull we will be able to see some of the Christmas lights & decorations on our way trip through town.  Of course our regular stop to McDonald's will be on the list and a new restaurant to try.  But most important of all is the company we share.

    When asked if she wanted to go on a trip one of my widows commented that we couldn't go at such a sad time dealing with the loss of my brother.  I told her why not?  Her concern for our Mom losing her first child was there.  We have to embrace life and not let things keep us from living.  We have to remember those loved ones lives not dwell in their death.  Ecclesiastes 3:1 states "There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under the sun .......3:4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,a time to mourn and a time to dance."  Time to put on our dancing shoes and share a few tears. 
The Wild Widows are on the move.