I feel lucky to be 46. I feel lucky to be surrounded by love. I feel lucky to be healthy. I feel lucky that yesterday I could make the beds, shop for roses, read a book, communicate with friends via phone, email, and texts, have a lovely dinner out, sleep soundly. In another part of the country, a beloved cousin is under hospice care, facing an uncertain future with grace, with faith…. I wish I was there, helping where possible, offering support. But I'm here. So I pray, I listen, I squeeze my eyes tight and visualize less pain, more peace…..PEACE…..it's a beautiful thing.
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