Maybe the deepest losses are the ones where you lose your sense of self. It can happen in an instant. It can happen when you feel rejected or when you mistakenly believe that you aren’t good enough. Your “worthiness” isn’t something to be measured. Your worth is something to hold gently and firmly in your heart.
Today was a good Monday. I didn’t have to work, the forecast was for sunny and cold and I had the whole day ahead of me. Perfect. I shut off my alarm before it could annoy me at 4:30 am, which in turn caused me to sleep a full hour longer than usual. My mornings… Continue reading My Morning Drive
Tuesday. Nothing really special about that day as weekdays go. I’ve survived the re-entry of Monday and it’s way too early to start thinking about the weekend. Or is it ? It’s my Dad’s birthday today. 82 years young and feisty as ever. If you ever wonder where I get my kind streak and my… Continue reading A Tuesday in January
It is definitely winter in Washington. I see it in the branches of the fig trees. Plump green figs of late summer now reduced to shriveled orbs. Some of the leaves blackened by an early freeze still litter the grounds where I do my daily walk for work. Others have turned a familiar brown… Continue reading Two Seasons