its another day and the coffee was made and drunk. The animals fed and loved on. The house is cleaned and provided me with love and security in return. If anything I have learned in this life is that each day brings not just "more of the same" but "more of the good" as long as we seek it. Joy is there no matter what. Yesterday I was having labor pain type spasms on the way home in the van trip back from Cleveland Clinic. Today, no memory of it as I sip my last cup of coffee, cherishing my curled up kitty at my feet. Live as you want to live. Not as you fear it.
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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