Today, I am trying to figure out how to stay productive while prepping for a colonoscopy and I guess writing a blog post is a safe activity considering some of my limitations – ha ha. 🤫 So I sit on the couch expecting many natural interruptions and try to be inspired to write about “energy.” 💥
Since Robin has passed away, I have felt different – kind of lighter (not body weight – unfortunately👎🏻) but my spirit. I worry less and walk around with more of appreciation of the goodness around me. 🌸🌼It’s weird considering you would think I would be feeling down and depressed. Don’t get me wrong, the loss of Robin can be overwhelming at times but I just feel more connected with a higher source and him. It’s hard to explain without sounding like a wack job.🤪🤪In my effort to get a better understanding of what is going on in my life, I have taken a new obsession with learning about death and the afterlife. 😇 👁 This is kind of embarrassing to admit on a public blog, but what the hell – I am sort of scrambling for material anyways. 😎 Have I mentioned that I have 2 more blog posts to go after this? 🤗🤗 My reading list consists of Spirited, Psychics, Plan B, Answers About The Afterlife to name a few. Probably not the most uplifting selection for the neighborhood book club but I find it fascinating. Basically, all these books except Plan B (gotta read my girl Sheryl Sandberg) support this belief of energy and connection. Our bodies may die but our spirit does not and I believe it as I see evidence everyday. My connection to nature, my home, friends and Robin are different. I no longer carry this self imposed weight on my back. It is totally weird and feels like I turned a knob on a radio and am playing at a higher frequency. An alternative explanation could be the CBD oil – nah its not THAT GOOD!😎
With my new status as widow, I have been drawn to different people than in the past. Now don’t feel bad because I love all my friends the same but I am definitely feeling a pull to Tramayne and Laura. One of the themes that all these spirit books have in common is that there are no coincidences in life. The universe brings people to you that you need in your life.
Our coincidence happened when Tramayne, Laura and I joined Hershey in 2010/2011 and I am sure it was because of the fabulous recruitment. 🙃 We instantly hit it off and were driven by a common mission to help the company broaden their business globally. We are three people who grew up in completely different circumstances, times and families, yet we are drawn together. We ended up leaving Hershey and going our separate ways yet stayed in touch. However our connection in the last year has grown stronger. It is so interesting.. Although we enjoy our snide little stories of the past, most of our discussions tend to be about exploration, growing and contentment. Now, I know this sounds nutty – cause it does, but there is something that is so fulfilling about this state of being. 🧘🏻♀️And in the wake of lots of changes in all our lives, we are all gravitating to the same place. There are no coincidences – we were meant to be together right now. 🙌🏻
Ok, went deep there🤔, time to come back to reality as the middle part may have been a snooze fest. 🧸 So changing gears, I was reading my AARP magazine (another embarrasing moment) and there was an article about how to claim abandoned property. I was intrigued and signed up in both PA and MI. After about 3 months without updates and then a sudden request to upload a form, I received my unclaimed property from MI (still waiting on PA – have no idea what it is). It turns out that we had a safety deposit box and there were US Savings Bonds that were given to us when Isabelle was a baby. It was exciting to discover that there was a potential to deposit more money in Isabelle’s college fund as it is right around the corner. 👩🏻🎓I flipped through these bonds like I was rolling in the dough. There were $50, $100, $200 … wow. I went onto Treasury.gov to verify their worth. I mean these had been brewing for about 17 years. With a little disappointment, I realized the worth of the bonds were just slightly more (barely) from the face value. I quickly learned that all bonds are not created equal. There were I bonds that you don’t actually purchase them for face value. Many of my $50 bonds are worth $36.50. There were a few that actually acrued impressive interest and doubled their value (but all and all) kind of a wash. Well, this is not a big deal since it was extra cash and a gift. I called my credit union to see if they redeemed the savings bonds and unfortunately this was not a service they provided. I was directed to other banks but I don’t have an account with them. Then someone told me that I could redeem them on line with the treasury department. Well this process is not easy either because I need to find a certified agent to watch us sign the bonds and he/she is to provide a seal. It is not a notary public but some other role that I am sure my credit union does not offer either. Well, 2 hours later after screwing around with these bonds… I am not any further along and completely annoyed with them. This gift is a real pain (thank you – I do appreciate it) and it sucks. 👎🏻 Ugh… maybe it is laxatives or the fact that I am on an all liquid diet and feeling crabby… but grandmas and grandpas… give us a check instead please!💰💰💵 I can’t wait to figure out the Israeli savings bonds next…😘. Maybe I should wait to write when I have food in my system.. sorry if blog post is 💩- no pun intended❤️