I didn't write my title. I wish I had. It was written by a good friend Skye Alexander who moved from Rockport to Texas. I used to be able to walk to her house. It is a great line and brings me to the topic which is on my mind- tomorrows' holiday. It seem that starting on Thanksgiving and for the month after, the volume of all of my emotions is turned up. The concept of a "normal" day is out the window. Because I am selling my jewelry the next month is a time of reckoning or should I say "wreckening". Every year I make small changes toward making things less stressful. By the time I am 86 things should be hunky dory. But back to tomorrow and family. I am going to my Dad's house. It will be a small group which I like. But being with my family is like walking across a mine field. My Mother died over 5 years ago and it was her personality that set the tone for the family. I am sure her paranoia and anixiety would be diagnosed as something today, but they created an envoirnment that didn't foster trust which is a stepping stone to love. I am sad for her that she never was able to relax and enjoy herself. And tomorrow I will be sure to be in the moment and not react with childhood patterns learned long ago.
Ah, I feel better.
I wish you all a peaceful holiday.