Archive 12/19/19
A few days ago, it hit me, how 2020 will mark seven years since the Yarnell Hill Fire claimed the lives of my husband and the Granite Mountain Hotshots. So much life has happened since that awful day, and yet it feels like the loss just happened. Its amazing how warped the concept of time is for someone like me. Since that day I have done so much, including creating and growing the Eric Marsh Foundation. I became a life coach, started and dropped out of a PhD program, started and ran an equine program for women in recovery, took courses in nutrition, travelled around the globe, travelled around the country meeting firefighters and their families, started writing my book, got married, became a step mom, rescued well over 40 horses from slaughter, stayed sober, developed a deeper relationship with God and my family, stayed connected to Eric's mom and dad, stayed on the couch and cried in the dark, almost took my life, shared my story over and over again. Its been a lot. And I am GRATEFUL. Not for the accident that took Eric and so many men I adored, but for the living, for the grieving, for the reliance on God to carry me, for the opportunity to be a mom. For the shattering of my ego. For the drive to help those in need. I am GRATEFUL today for continual sobriety. Life does not stop for grieving. Living and grieving wind themselves together.
Forever and ever 💜19