I surely miss wakening up to those early sundrenched mornings of past summers. I have taken so many things for granted – that they will always be here. Now comes the hard lesson. It isn’t so and they’ve never been. I’m realizing the value and the pleasure of those simple/ not so simple ordinary/not so ordinary things. So far this summer I’m still waking up in darkness in July and slipping into my warm fuzzy housecoat. What I now know is, nothing is for sure.
Let me not cry my blues and whine about the weather like I usually do. I want and am leaning towards it. Let me see if I can change my thoughts and words. It’s another day and the beat goes on. It is what it is. I have to join the band. How I play in it is my choice, but at least I’m participating, being actively involved. I’m doing the best I can. It’s all I can ask of myself.
I’ve always found words magical and healing. I inhale and exhale words and thoughts. They’re oxygen and medicine for my heart and soul. They soothe and smooth me. They can help me find the way out of the deep dark woods of my thoughts. It’s a good reason for me to show up here daily. It’s a good mental health practice, similar to brushing our teeth. Both benefit our physical and mental well being.
Today is the second day of the Ultimate Blog Challenge. Having broke the ice yesterday, it isn’t quite as difficult coming to my keyboard. The effort yesterday gave me a little extra gas for catching up on daisy yellow index-card-a-day challenge. I was stuck at day 27 and had no desire to go on. I was able to push myself to do a few more cards – day 28 – 30. I’m almost caught up. Halfway through the index card challenge.
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You don’t know how much this blog has helped me! Not for the weather but for life. I miss Rich so much but I know he would say to do the things that we did together and be happy and keep the memories alive. So for me, I’m trying to have the beat go on not just for me but for my daughter and Alex and Lia. So together, under different circumstances, we will remember that the beat goes on. Hugs!
Thank you, Martha for telling me this. You are kind, generous, brave and very strong. Life, no doubt, is very difficult with the loss of Rich. I can’t even imagine. I have not suffered any major losses yet and I’m almost 75. When the time comes, we have no choice but to face it as best we can. And we’re all different so there’s no one way.
words are indeed healing and magical and my relationship with words is like yours.. your words indeed have a soothing and smoothing impact anytime i read them.. as does your art
Thank you. You are always so kind and generous. I’m struggling with both words and paint.