Being Guided

It was around this time last year, when I had made a decision to start my own business. I had know idea how, or where to begin. I just knew this was what I was meant to do. Now, let me go back to the beginning, It was June 2/2015 when our 19 year old son passed away. This is a loss every mother fears. My heart was broken, just remember brings tears to my eyes. The difference this time is it’s not sadness, that fills these tears in my eyes. It’s the pure joy of knowing, that Ryan isn’t gone. I’m getting ahead of myself, let me start again. For the first three years after Ryan passed over, I spent that time, with him! The time that I needed, to let him know that I was angry, angry that I never got the chance to say goodbye, angry that I was going to miss so many magically moments, I just felt angry! Then one day longing crept in, and I missed my son, I longed to kiss his sweet face and give him a long embrace. I felt as if he were lost, and that he was going to come running in the door any minute. So, I decided I was going to keep him close to me, somehow I felt comfort in that. I proceeded to gather all my favourite things, that reminded me of Ryan, and I took the time to be with the memory that each one brought. First there was a letter he wrote me for mother’s day

It now as a place on my bedroom side table. I want to let you know a bit about a dream Ryan had for himself, he wanted to be in computer animation. So, when I decided to start my own business, and all I know about computers is how to turn them on. So, from last year to this year, I started a business, and a Facebook group . I have an instagram group, @wendycurrieo . I’m now a blogger. And I also do all my own marketing, with constant contact’s help, of course. But, what I’m trying to say is I’m not alone, Ryan is guiding me every step of the way.

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