Michelle,  When your grandfather was in hospice care that last week of his life I would go outside and walk in the gardens there.  It was a lovely place and quiet and restful.  There was also a labyrinth which I wandered.  I reflected on what a wonderful father I had been blessed with.  It was peaceful and it helped me get through the sad days ahead while I waited for my beloved Dad to leave me forever.  

I think the small stone path curving thru my garden here at the house is my labyrinth.  I love to walk the path out there and stop to pull a weed, watch a hummingbird, look at the beauty of a flower and listen to the wind chimes.  It restores me.  It's one of the things I love so much about this house.  The nature preserve is behind us with all of the creatures that live within it and then I have my garden.  Life is good!