In the night kitchen, where we are starving fear and feeding love. Pasta primavera in our supper bowls. Zoomed with all four of our kids as a group, texted with both brothers, chatted with a bff from college as he walked along Lake Michigan, email from one of our kids' beloved middle school teachers. Norah Jones, the Lumineers and Neil Young tunes as I stitched. And now, a spring thunder storm with hail bouncing off the ground. So many silver linings in spite of the heaviness.
Suspended animation. Hours evaporating into one another. Work being done remotely and learning new skills around that. Making do with what we have.
Talking about the "what ifs" but not dwelling there.
Readjusting expectations. Letting go. Sinking into the spaciousness.
Breathing in.
Breathing out.
Sending comfort, hope, love.
We can do hard things.
xo
wise words as always Karen. Sending good vibes your way. I am baking and sewing today after being in work yesterday it was fun to interact with the small amount of children and have the time to sit and listen as they talk and watch as they enjoy fun crafts....see some goood has come out of this. xxx
ReplyDeleteA beautifully written post Karen. Thank you so much for the postcard that came this today with birthday wishes. It was very kind of you especially after sending me one not so long ago. You are a lovely person. x
ReplyDeleteA lovely post - thank you. xx
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