And after it’s over - there’s quiet.
Nothing but the clouds and sky.
They come. They go.
They fill the silence…and fly away into the fullness of the empty.
Grateful
Grateful.
For this color….for that moment of light…for nature’s ever-changing beauty.
Grateful.
For friends who hold my hands….who lift me up…who ground me.
Grateful.
For family….for children…for all the miraculous gifts that grandmothering bring.
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Thank-YOU for being here.
And - a wish for laughter and love in your heart.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING.
Ready or Not
I’ve always loved this season.
This one that my heart knows home.
This year - I’m questioning.
I’m not ready.
I am.
Winter has arrived.
Ready or not?
She’s here.