It’s amazing how life changes. Here one second, gone the next. Always wondering & wandering.
How can one thing be so great, yet so bad? Is this it? I know there’s more. I think we all do. But why the suffering? To be more compassionate? To be more aware? Punishment? Feels like it sometimes. Then, I wake up at 5Am. It’s cold. I dread the day. None the less, I drag myself out of bed, still wanting to be wrapped up. I make hot tea. Honey and heat coat my throat. Much needed. But the second I open the patio door, it hits me. Life. The GOOD part. Fresh air, sounds of early traffic, birds. I always close my eyes. In that moment, it makes sense.
But only for a moment.
The Insightful Mom 