Thursday, March 24, 2016

March 24: Forbearance

I woke up just before the alarm and stood in the dark at the kitchen sink and drank a glass of water looking out at the moon. Full, yellow like an egg yolk, perched atop a column of clouds in the westward sky. Half an hour later on the other side of the house, the rising sun turned the clouds a dozen shades of pink and purple as I got dressed. Jeans and a sweater. Casual Thursday.

The rest of the day passed in a blur. Reading and writing. Thai red curry for lunch. The careful crafting of emails. A shopping trip to stock up on hot cross bun supplies. On the walk home, the tang of woodsmoke in the air, and the trill of a finch nearby. Weather more like November than March. There's a storm rolling in and I'm looking forward to a quiet day at home tomorrow.

Some days you take great strides, and other days you just have to put one foot in front of the other, choosing kindness and a smile again and again. It might not be all the work, but some days it's work enough.

1 comment:

  1. this one is my favourite of your March posts so far. I wish I had written it!


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