Crossing Bridges

This weekend just passed was lovely beyond words!  The Mr. and I took off on a mission to retrieve his scooter from the gentleman who was so very generous about trailering the scooter from San Diego, CA back to his home on Folly Beach, SC.  Omar was on the Scooter ride and his family was his support vehicle with a large RV and a trailer behind.  So they very kindly just hooked Paul up with a place for his scooter so he didn't have to go through the shipping hoops.  It was a very appreciated offer, and we were ever so grateful to have had that opportunity.  It allowed for Paul's return trip to be much more relaxed than initially planned.  And he was pretty tired, no kidding!

And so, we went down to Charleston and visited with Paul's sister, Janet and the family in their lovely home in Mt. Pleasant.  It was so nice to visit with them again and to finally see where they'd "pitched their tent" after their move from Orlando. Getting there gave us a bridge crossing opportunity from our house to Charleston (above).

Look closely and you can see the full moon!  Amazing!

Next up on the list was Folly Beach.  Omar and his family own Bert's Market there on the beach.  Getting there gave us this bridge crossing moment! Such a cool bridge - very interestingly constructed.  And it was thrilling to cross it ... we are such nerds, I know.  Anyway, The whole beach thing was a trip, in the "whoa, dude" sense of the word.  It'd been a long time since we've been to a beach area of any kind.  I was in a wee bit of heaven!  Hippie gypsy chic that I am.  It was very healing and a wonderful gift to be able to be in the sun and get warm!  We met up with Omar and had a wonderful breakfast overlooking the water.  Then we went to his house and met the family and loaded up the Vespa.  I think I saw tears in some one's eyes when he finally was able to get his hands on her again ;-).

And Omar's wife, Julie tried it on for size too! 

 And it fit her perfectly!

After we loaded the scooter up, I requested a walk on the beach.  My sweet little gypsy soul was ready to jump out of my body and make a run for it if I didn't escort her, and I do believe my sweet Paul recognized that.  He is such a wonderfully good sport and a kind man.  And he also loves the water, but prefers to actually swim in it (and scuba if possible).  

So, back we went into the beach area with the other 4 million cars at quite the snail's pace.  But Omar had given us permission to park in his store lot and it just made everything so easy and possible!  And FINALLY, after 4 years or more I once again was able to see the sea ... the beautiful blue horizon meeting the water, the birds dipping in and out shouting about their adventures, the happy people playing games and building sand castles, and I got to put my feet, ankles and legs in the majestic healing waters of the incredible ocean.  And I got to shed my tears of joy and raise my heart, throat and face up to the sun and fill up (as much as I could hold) with the love from the universe.  And I was in pure, absolute, amazing BLISS.  And suddenly my entire existence was sweeter, calmer, more colorful, and happier than it had been in AGES!  OH MY GOODNESS.  And the gratitude is still just oozing out of my body and soul.  

Then we found Omar again,  and he escorted us back I-26 so we could climb back up the mountain

and start our season in full speed with happy hearts.  Thanks to you Omar, and your sweet family, Julie, Evelyn and Yoshi mi, and of course, Bert!  I hope we will be back again sooner than later to pick up another scooter!

 On to the more serious part of the post ...

 This post is entitled crossing bridges because this past weekend we literally and figuratively did some bridge crossing, and we weren't the only ones.  For one thing, my business stuff changed from a ho-hum kind of hobby art world to a viable real live art business.  There will be all kinds of changes going on, so please stay tuned.  I am totally excited, super excited even! And I have a lot of thank you notes to write to all of you who have helped me make this transition and believe in me and what I want to do with it.  And I am also giving a lot of the credit to Leonie's Business Goddess Course and a bunch of her other free information courses.  She has given me a paint-by-number course for a business blitz.  You can do it too if you are interested.  Just go here.

This little girl we've come to love, Isabella is crossing a bridge also.  She is crossing from this world into the next, and is in the process of being fitted for her wings so she can transform and move on.  Paul & I have recently been blessed with knowing quite a few wonderful souls who have struggled with, battled and been defeated by leukemia.  The adults we have "lost" are one thing.  We miss them, we grieve for them; but we can almost reconcile that.  But Isabella will make the second child (why?) in a very short few months who we've seen consumed by this disease.  My heart breaks for their families, and for them!  (Dylan was the first) They both had to fight for so long, and have been so very sick most of their very short lives in battle mode.  I believe they are warriors, heroes, and then they become angels.  But goodness, it is wretched no matter how or what you believe.  Isabella is at Disney today.  Some very generous people arranged for her, along with her family, to go see the Princess castle and the fire works before she leaves earth.  The generosity of people is equal in "off the charts" to the losing of the children in the other direction.  My mind reels and my heart breaks.

  God bless you, Princess Isabella.  

and your family too.

You can read about her here.  Her mom's post today is so honest and noble, and of course heart wrenching - so be warned and get a Kleenex.

 Count your Blessings

and then say Grace,