I sit and read past issues of WestWard Quarterly as I look forward to their new Fall issue. The colors are few outside my study window. Grey sky and evergreens. The gold of the birch tree leaves seems more quiet. For a moment, light reaches the tall old trees.
My goals are simple – everyday work around the house. Follow instructions from my health care team. I remember when I was a teacher and then drove to the Milwaukee area every week to help with my mother’s care. I like that this discipline is a part of me, and I feel the support of past work, as I continue with gratitude.
Great progress, and my new path shines with joy, contentment, and hope. One step at a time. One post at a time.