Now don't get me wrong, there have been good things, in fact there have been wonderful things. I really try not to miss the awesomeness around me, really. And I remember to be grateful for the blessings that I have, the beauty that surrounds me, the family and friends, I really do.
But losing my Dad was hard, work is hard, money is tight, other friends have died.
Those things, despite my fight, remain close to the surface.
I work on making memories and I plan things to look forward to, I am working on myself and doing things that I like. But, still the darker shroud remains.
After a long work night, last night... I return to unlock my office door this morning. A friend had returned a book that she had borrowed, it was settled just inside the Lucite mailbox. As I moved to my desk a cream colored envelope fell out of the book, fluttered to the grey carpet and settled at my feet.
I picked it up to open the flap and before I could fully take the card out, I had tears falling down my freckled cheeks. A beautiful card, with a beautiful sentiment, from a beautiful friend!
I was so astounded at my tears, what the hell is going on?
Then I took a moment to feel the caring that came along with the message! I understood, that I fight so much and work so hard and try to give to others... and in that I forget what it is liked to be cared for!
It meant so much to me today, that I just wanted to honor her and share with you.
Thank you, my friend!
The photo's are from the my zoo trip in Chicago!
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