If I chose, I could focus on my list of to do’s, the dust, blah blah blah.
I could worry myself sick (no kidding – this is possible) with all that is out of my hands…with all that I just don’t understand.
But I feel so lucky (or maybe just a bit off – but lucky in that all the same) that on days like today, no matter where I stand or what is coming at me, I still feel the warmth of the sun. I recognize the blessing in the midst of hard conversations. If you show up for people and look and listen earnestly, they give of themselves…set a burden down, or share with you about their family. This happened again and again today and I just kept saying thank you. Thank you for the day I woke up and slowed down and got better at looking and listening and really hearing and seeing and connecting and caring. When I place my energy there…somehow it seems to reach those spots that worry me that feel so out of reach.
Thank you if you were a part of my day.
I hope to see you soon if you were not.
All will be well.
One way or another.
❤ DZ
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Midwestern girl who loves big city shopping (note - do not love high heels of any kind) *
hate to say that first because I fancy myself a yoga chic too who is into feng shui and a minimalist life but it's just not all true!*
I do forget to recycle*
LOVE reading and music and most things crafty (the idea of them - very fickle and creative urges come and go faster than light or sound)*
Grand chef and baker in my own mind and kitchen - love to mix and match recipes for a glorious new concoction*
Gardening would be very successful - I have a flair but short attention span can cause casualties*
True bliss is my home filled with three beautiful children (four on the weekends - an amazing Goddaughter)*
did forget to feed the beautiful children lunch once when they were too small to remind me*
can't find socks for all on some crazy mornings*
I'm a learner who just can't help it...a writer in my head, and a college instructor for a half dozen classes a year*
can't help my right brain optimism*
been a foster mom*
am a very grateful mom of adopted children*
worst life moment: leaving the E.R. with an empty baby carrier*
this is me...pretty much
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