Somehow, it's Friday again. I'm less fuzzy about what side of the planet I'm on than I was last week, which is a start.
Today I am trusting that my propensity to care a little too much will pay off again this week. Yesterday it hurt like Hell. Today the pieces seem to be falling back into place. My deeply held inner belief that things really do unfold exactly as they should remains; I just wish it didn't have to be so bumpy sometimes.
Today I am grateful for lots of wonderful things happening in the next week (give or take a day). My beautiful friend Trisha starts a new work adventure on Monday; I am so excited for and proud of her. I'll pass the 23rd anniversary of my graduate school apartment fire. For those who missed that little adventure, two weeks into my 2nd year in Boulder my apartment burned and I lost everything. Well, everything but my pajamas I was asleep in, my Aggie ring, and one of my cats. Starting over at age 22 is a humbling experience and a pretty significant reality check. But, again, things unfolded as they should...it was just really bumpy for a while. And, of course, the give-or-take a day is because next weekend I head to the Southeast to meet my new Siberian Husky friend Livvie. I'm ready to learn what she has to teach me and to see what adventures we get to have.
Today I am inspired by a T.S. Eliot quote that has long been a favorite, but that came to consciousness again this week.
"The faith and the hope and the love are all in the waiting."
Indeed, they are. And, really, I'm not sure that you can have either hope or love without faith, whatever faith may mean to you.
Now playing: Reckless Kelly "Long Night Moon"Labels: TGIF