Good morning everyone,
I hope you are all well.
I have a very busy day,
ahead of me,
but,
I want to take some time,
to share,
some of,
the thoughts and feelings,
I have had in the past few days.
It’s been a busy January,
it’s been a hard January.
Some things have helped,
books have helped,
watching Netflix and PBS,
has helped.
Having dinner with my friend,
helped,
whittling down obligations,
has helped.
I find that I need to concentrate,
on the things that are most,
important to me.
I hate to,
but, I feel,
I need to be,
selfish,
my energy reserves are low,
and I need.
to use them for,
my work,
my healing,
for becoming me,
the me that,
will emerge from,
the pandemic,
from the grief.
In: The Year Of Magical Thinking,
a memoir of losing her husband of 40 years and her only daughter, with only a few months in between
Joan Didion provides much insight,
Until now I had only been able to grieve, not mourn. Grief was passive. Grief happened. Mourning, the act of the dealing with the grief, required attention. (page 143)
This book has helped,
watching All Creatures Great And Small,
has helped,
doing work things has helped.
And yesterday,
that awful man,
leaving the White House,
helped,
but, even more,
the swearing in of,
a kind compassionate man,
a capable brilliant woman,
as Vice President,
the America the world loves,
front and center,
once again.
The ugly is still there,
the racism, the greed, the hate,
the me me me ism,
but, it is no longer,
in the oval office,
no, it is,
replaced by people,
who’s life is about service,
about empathy,
about faith,
it’s a new day,
as Nina Simone sang,
feeling good,
might be pushing it,
but, I am certainly,
feeling better.
Hopeful,
on this cold snowy,
January day.
Be well you all,
stay safe,
wear your mask.
Later girls,
BB
