Slowly my eyes open as my brain awakens to the celebration songs of spring. A sweet chirping, a calling back and forth, announcing their return, the birds welcome one another back. Opening the curtains, I’m amazed to see the ice no longer has its grip on the lake. Could it be, is it too early […]
Brisk air fills our lungs, refreshing, invigorating. Walking hand in hand, our pace increases, our walking rhythm matching one another. Deep ruts invade the path before us, evidence of the work being done in the forest. We separate, avoiding the deep ruts, our pace slows as we climb to the summit. As the terrain levels,
I am a pacer. I pace when I’m bored, when I’m restless, and when I’m anxious. I don’t know why I choose to pace, it rarely solves the underlying cause. In fact, what usually happens, my emotions begin to rise and fall with the ever increasing pace of my heartbeat, and as my emotions rise,
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The words echo in my head, “Come see gamma!” My granddaughter wanting my full attention, she grabs my hand and with joy pulls me to see her rock pile. She sees beauty in each rock she gently placed on her chair and desires for me to see what brings her joy. The sweetness of seeing
Squeals of delight fill the air as a feast of bubbles float through the backyard. Swirling and floating upwards with the wind, her delight increases as numerous bubbles land on the grass. My granddaughter, Eevy, excitedly runs in circles, unable to contain the joy in her soul. Bubbles are everywhere. Let’s be real, delighting in