Waiting for Savasana


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Be Kind

The old medicine made me have to have yet another surgery in June.  A polyp that was thankfully benign.  The new medicine makes me anxious and achey.  It makes my mouth hurt.  I could write a million Facebook postings saying only that my mouth hurts but where is the fun in that?

I soldier on.  It is not a huge burden.  I laugh.  I smile. I drink green tea.

Because it’s still worth it.  Every minute.  Every second.  There is still so much joy.

So when you see me, be kind.

Just send me love.

I am here.  I can breathe.  Everything else is inconsequential.

Just love.

This.