I know this sounds weird, but I had my first meal alone in a restaurant this morning! I usually opt for a fast food drive through, but frankly, I was getting tired of fast food. So, I stopped at a Williamsburg coffee shop and had a great breakfast.
Stepping out alone is getting easier every day.
I came across a brochure at my hotel about taking a trip on a schooner on the York River out of Yorktown, so I went ahead and bought a ticket for a two hour tour. One of my Dutch ancestors sailed on a fishing vessel in 1573 out of Newfoundland, hey, maybe it's in my blood? I know it's not the same- but a journey is a journey.
I had a great time out on the ship, talked with the fellow passengers and even raised a sail.
As one of my relatives, Sherry VanOeveren Bouwman, told me- we have strong women in our family. I do have a long line of strong ancestors behind me, we all do. The motto of Zeeland, an area of the Netherlands where some of my family came from is, "I struggle and I emerge". I can feel myself getting more confident and balanced, my priorities are becoming clearer again- I am more encouraged about the future and I am looking forward to getting to it. I accept Tony's passing better now- he lived a long and full life, now it's my turn to continue my journey to my own long and full life. I know I will see him again, and what a shame it would be if I didn't have my own life tales to tell him.
Oh, and I ate dinner alone tonight at a nice restaurant in Williamsburg and I didn't feel awkward at all!
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