28 March 2008
My life is so incredibly good.
It hasn't always been.
Even when trying to maintain a positive outlook, there have been times that my life appalled me. Times when I really didn't know if I could stand to wake up one more morning.
I have been blessed with a peaceful interlude.
Sure there are details of my life that could use some "restructuring", but in general, I am so grateful to wake up and realize where I am. And I only occasionally dream of the bad times, now...
Just for today...
27 March 2008
Spring has truly sprung.
It is 65 degrees, and rising. The bird are heavily intoxicated with pollen, and singing their hearts out. (lookin' for love in all the wild places)
The photo is of a abalone shell that belonged to my grandmother, Bess. She brought it home from a summer trip, as a girl. I remember it sitting on her mantle when I would visit her in my youth. Whenever I catch it out of the corner of my eye, sitting so sweetly on my mantle, I think of her. She was gone by the time I turned 19. She had a inner strength that I hope I have inherited. I am pretty sure I have....
Life is such a surprise.
One lesson after another.
Each opening up new insight to the next.
We never really know...
not without retrospect.
I am so very fortunate.