Friday, February 24, 2006
Struggle
I am struggling. I feel as though I progressing in my life, but I am running through a pool of water, exerting so much and going nowhere. Perhaps I must be still. Allow the water to calm and try moving again, less forcefully, with more intention. Perhaps then I will cease to feel so useless.
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Useless? No. There is a purpose. Continue to seek. Rewards are there.
Those of us who are entering the final stages of living can look forward, not back, knowing life has been full of doubts not often shared. Each journey mile made us who we are. Love is all that mattered. Contentment came in small, precious increments.
Drive away the morbid thoughts with a bubble bath, special dessert, picture album, phone call to one who loves you, or as you wrote, the quiet time on the ski slope.
Love, Granny Betty--whose life blood flows in you.
Thank you Granny. You wisdom means a great deal to me. Thank you for supporting me by reading this and commenting.
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