Day 931 Obstacles

 

I’m ready for the big spring thaw, eager to walk again without the icy obstacle course beneath my feet. This week’s weather is boasting temps in the 40s, and it’s giving us all hope that we’ll soon see the bare ground again. Still, March, in my mind, is known as "Muddy March" and doesn’t offer the spring we dream of just yet.

Missy and I look forward to our walks together, no matter what the weather throws our way. We’ve been lifelong walking pals, friends since, forever and there’s something about being outside with her, regardless of whether it's sunny or muddy, that always rejuvenates us both. 

This week, though, is a little different. With the passing of Dotti, my sweet Godmother, my heart aches for her family and her lifelong friend and walking partner, Mary Ellen. The two of them were inseparable. They could often be seen walking together every day around town, healthy, fit, and happily striding side by side. Their bond was extraordinary—friends since grade school and walking partners throughout their entire lives.

I often tell Missy that she and I are the next generation, with her being the Mary Ellen to my Dotti. But it’s heartbreaking now to see Mary Ellen walking alone, knowing she’s lost not just a walking partner, but a dear friend who’s been by her side through thick and thin. I can only imagine how much of a void this leaves in her life.

At the same time, I try to remind myself how incredibly fortunate they were to have had one another for so many years. They were more than just walking buddies—they were each other's companions in life’s happiest moments and in navigating the inevitable obstacles life throws your way.

Dotti was 86, with a loving husband, four amazing children, and countless grandchildren. She truly lived a full and happy life. As Godmothers go, my parents couldn’t have picked a better one. I always knew I was special in Dotti’s eyes and felt her unconditional love throughout my life. It’s comforting to know she lived such a blessed life, but it also brings a deep sadness to know that her physical presence is no longer with us. The void she leaves behind will be felt by so many.

As Missy and I continue our walks, just the two of us, I’ve been thinking that perhaps we should invite Mary Ellen to join us. Although not sure we can keep up with her! A walk with us may offer some comfort as she adjusts to life without Dotti by her side. 

It’s important to check in with people whose hearts are hurting, to remind them they’re not alone. The process of healing isn’t just about time—it’s about connection, and it’s about love.

With the coming of spring, we’re reminded of rebirth. The cold, harsh winter is starting to thaw, and with that comes feelings of hope and renewal. Even in my own home, the big chill within began to melt as Tim came to me with an apology and a declaration of regret. Maybe an old dog CAN learn a new trick or two? 

Life’s seasons, both outside and inside of us, bring change. Some of it is hard, but with change comes the potential for growth and healing. As the days get longer and warmer, I’m reminded that life, like the seasons, keeps moving forward, even when it feels like we’re stuck in the cold.

As spring approaches, I’m grateful for the walks I’ve had, the ones I continue to share with Missy, and the ones that lie ahead with friends like Mary Ellen. Life may throw obstacles our way, but with the right companions by our side, we can always keep moving forward.