Three fire trucks and an ambulance on my street. Why? No idea.
What a month it has been. I've been through the whole gamut of states: achingly sad, wistful, peaceful, joyful, productive, creative, bored, energetic, lonely, tipsy, hurt, contemplative, chatty, hungry, relieved, and exhausted. I saw my daughter marry. I traveled to Texas. I spent quality time with friends. I painted and sewed and danced and gardened. I lost my car. I visited Home Depot more times than I care to count.
And I healed, more than a little. I learned more about myself, about my tender spots, and the things I hang on to, and the things I can let go. I woke each day with a goal of peace. It helped.
It's a journey, and I'm at last beginning to truly accept that this is my road to walk.
6 comments:
So glad you are finding your way.
you are an inspiration; thank you for sharing your journey here. sending you thoughts of peace...
Wishing you peace. And a good new car. But mostly, peace, Hashi. xo
*Love* you!
Oh...As posted in an earlier email, Hashi, I am amazed at how much living you did this last month!
All of these enriching experiences are enriching your heart and preparing you for this next delicious chapter!
Speaking/writing of deliciousness, I just made a delicious meal and wished you were around the cornder as you would have certainly appreciated the flavors of the vegetables in the dish. Perhaps a future dish...
hugs.
Oh, silly me, 'meant to ask how the new-to-you car is running....'will try to remember to ask when we chat on Wednesday.
bigger hug.
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