Morning. First one up. Quiet. Gray skies over the hills.
A good day to stay inside. A pajama day.
Time with a daughter. Sharing laughter remembering funny things.
Tears. Saying I’m sorry.
It’s not always easy to be a mom or a daughter. In The Nix is a line reading “The things you love the most will one day hurt you the most.” Sad that loving can be a painful part of relationships.
Important to remember love is patient and kind and keeps no records.
Life….not always perfect. Accepting imperfection a challenge.
Thoughts on a day becoming brighter as sun begins to move clouds away. Maybe a metaphor for love being stronger than pain.
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This morning when I went outside to walk the dog, I found a day filled with clouds and sunshine in a bright blue sky. Unexpectedly my heart filled with gratitude. I don’t think the emotion was due totally to it being a beautiful day but to the realization that I was safe and my heart wasn’t aching with grief over the loss of a loved one.
Such response is likely related to the Paris tragedy caused by people whose intent I cannot begin to understand. Hate is not an emotion to which I can relate, especially when it results in such unnecessary violence. I had to stop and think for a minute about my unexpected emotions which led to wondering why it is we find it so hard to love when it should be so much easier than hate and result in much better outcomes.
I have no answers to the problems that exist in the world and in our relationships with each other, but as I explored my own feelings I made a commitment to loving as best I can and to live without fear of being hurt. I am only one, but if enough of us adopt similar behavior, it will, hopefully, diffuse some of the power those with evil intent have over us.
And to think, all these feelings started with walking the dog.