It’ll soon be Christmas and New Years. I’ll meet family and friends. I’ll be all right.
It’s past the winter solstice (Dec. 21), now the days are getting longer. There’s more light. I’ll be all right.
It’s a new year. I’ll eat better, exercise more, read better books and get in touch with long lost friends. I’ll be all right.
It’s the first of February. The worst of winter is over. I’ll be all right.
It’s the first of March. It’s still deep winter. I may not be all right.
PS. Every time it snows, an unknown stranger cleans my car off in the parking lot. I’ll be all right
Okay brace yourself! As some of you know, despite my name, I am ‘Sad’, while my sister is ‘Joy’ (according to the gospel of ‘Inside Out’). She is often required to drag me around by my heels, until I cheer up. (Confused? You’re going to have to see that movie.)
Then along came my 80th birthday on Cinco de Mayo, and a house full of people, 18 months to 81, all of them beautiful, people who had gone to the trouble of seeking out 80th b’day cards!!
The biggest surprise was a six foot parcel of fun from Brussels.
Well, maybe he was the second biggest surprise. The biggest is my realization that in spite of events, I have not actually failed. It was never my job to save everybody. They all had their own saving potential. Whatever happened was not wrong or my fault.
I am going to use the kindness I have experienced as a mirror to see myself as Joy.