Sometimes two days is all that it takes. When it’s with a dear friend, when it involves a canoe and camping, when the weather and every other detail is perfect,
It seems many roads are leading me to acknowledge, embrace and accept that I am indeed where I need to be. And right now that entails non-activity, non-striving, non-productivity. Simply
My beautiful rock wall, built by a friend, draped in flox given as gifts, held together by weeds and wild flowers…a metaphor for life ? Despite beautiful weather day
I’ve just returned from Tucson where my brother Mike and niece Jessica and I laughed and cried our way through the process of saying good bye to my brother Peter.
My Mom has always had the softest hands in the world despite having been a cleaning lady a good chunk of her adult life. She always said it was her
It has not been a terrible few weeks…but neither have I felt my usual vigor and excitement about life. I suppose holiday periods are expected to be a bit off