There comes a time when one must get up out of her chair and do something.
Should I join the resistance? Or just watch the whole world burn outside my window?
Should I pray or Meditate? Or have I done enough if I just get my kitchen cleaned?
Will today be the day that I start my new Yoga practice that I told myself I'd start in January?
Or did I already overexert myself by bending over to put on my socks?
Maybe I should pick up a book and read something.
(my god! When did I stop reading???)
My gratitude list took a huge hit these past four years. I have to force myself to write in it.
Sunrise? yeah, yeah, it's pretty and all, but....meh. How many sunrises can one be grateful for?
My mind cannot settle on one thing. It is hard to be still and know.
Jesus, who saved me so profoundly 10 years ago, is silent in my mind and in this world.
I miss Him with a passion that I cannot quite name.
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Living in todays society as an Empath is becoming harder to bare.
I am isolated but truly that is ok with me. I am not lonely.
There is a lot that is broken in my world, and in the world at large.
The dog injured her good eye and has been to the Vet twice for treatment and care.
My husband has had a herniated disc in his T-spine since October. The pain is driving him mad.
The dryer and oven are not working and both need to be replaced.
Covid is raging across the land and I am fearful for my family members.
There is a lunatic in charge of the United States and he needs to be removed....NOW.
I've gained more weight than I care to talk about and I haven't cut my hair in a year, so, you know, I'm looking pretty fly right now.
I miss the sound of the ocean, riding our Harley on country back roads, and camping in our RV.
I miss the smell of my grandsons head and I miss pinching the tiny little butt of my granddaughter as she runs up the stairs squealing with glee.
I miss the smell of the library and strolling the aisles looking for a good book to read.
Gawd! I miss reading!!! I hope that desire comes back soon.
I miss walking the grandkids to school, family get togethers, and using my dryer.
And I miss normal, whatever that is.
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Wanna know what I don't miss?
Grocery shopping. The humidity of Summer. Small talk at after school pick up. Weeding gardens. Old friends that we used to hang out with who are now avid supporters of that nincompoop in DC.
Hmmm...maybe I don't miss normal that much after all.
Thanks for reading,
Love, Lolly
