As thanks for completing the evaluation survey … we received this today …
And remember this?
Quote of the day:
[Thanks to my colleague, J.B. for the "Pot-Shot" above]
When I was young, routines and chores used to drag me down, bore, irritate me, and make me anxious. I wanted more, something different, and most especially, I did not want to be ordinary. Since I turned 60, I find routines and chores to be soothing and calming. Indeed, I cherish them. They have a consistent, comforting rhythm to them, from cleaning the cat litter, to laundry, or watering plants, or even something as mundane as preparing fresh grapefruit or daily oatmeal and my fresh berry breakfast. As I hum along with my daily routines and chores, I feel grateful for them, and at peace. I find pleasure in the small stuff – the day-to-day – ordinary moments of living. I think I might have learned this from Ada … or is it because a year ago I realized that I did not have uterine cancer after all …?
I used to love writing early in the morning. It seemed like I had so much to say. Years of pent up emotions, thoughts, or ideas to express and analyze. Words flowed out of me like tumbling rivers, churning, whirling, and bubbling along. Anger and angst were my companions for awhile. I allowed myself to open my emotional doors, and up they rose, swelling to bursting, forcing me to confront them even with all their glorious agony. A wall of shame and pain blocking the way to peace and pleasure, happiness and love.