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Beautiful

I should be posting pictures of my recent trip to Siesta Key with Christy.

But I don't have them.

I should be showing off the pictures of canoeing down Rainbow River.

But I don't have them.

I may be finally accepting things as they come. And then again, maybe I'm still reeling in the stew of my irrational fears that brought me to the brink of a breakdown last week.

But life is good, and I like knowing that I can say that right now, especially since I had one of those days that could have easily run amok!

I woke up this morning thinking that I was going to a training this week. Once I drove the 45 miles to the training site, I found out that I didn't have to go. I was certainly angry about the waste of time, but I also very quickly realized that I had a very real answer to my recent prayers: time.

So I stopped by the gym on my way home, mowed most of the property, snuck in a nap, and managed to clean out a closet. I need this time to go through my home and remove the clutter that has clogged my soul. I need this time to slow down and reflect for what may be a difficult weekend.

I also had a delightful phone conversation tonight...one of many that I've had recently. I hung up with a smile on my face that had nothing to do with the slight beer buzz I had going on.

I've accepted the gifts given to me this week: conversation, laughter, time, a new understanding of myself, and the promise of some fun outings. I promise that I will share more very, very soon. And those pictures are coming.

Life is beautiful.

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Christy said…
Beautiful. I think taking life as it comes to you and finding the small gifts it brings is one of the hardest things for us to do. And, um, our Artist's Retreat Weekend? Is there a weekend in July that works for you?
6:26 AM
frabjouspoet said…
The first and second weekends are probably the best. I cannot wait!!!
10:51 AM
Christy said…
Hm, hm, hm. I haven't your email here at work, so I'll leave comments, k?
First = 4th of July weekend (family plans).
Second = appointments on that Saturday.

Counter Offer: Last weekend of June OR I will see about rearranging our appointments on the 11th. Emma was beside herself when I told her what we were planning :)
9:18 AM
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