Trying to get the feeling again…

The house is empty.  Everything is quiet except for the pitter patter of kitty feet walking through the house and the swoosh of cars driving by.   I am sitting in the office with the shutters open enjoying the friendly smile of the sunshine. 

Inside my soul is quiet too.  There is nothing rustling around today.  No problems to solve and no mysteries to crack.  The sketetons in the closet are dead having revealed themselves long ago.  I am happy and not giving myself a bad time about being so.  The more I understand about me, the more pain it takes away.  I am not to blame for the sins of others.  I did not sign up for their games and drama.  While I am not a victim, I was not a voluntary participant. 

There is much love around to be appreciated.  I have my friends on here who have embraced me like a sister.  A sister I never had but always wanted.  I have a husband that through much trial and tribulations, I have clicked with and have a constant soothing hum with.  I have a daughter, son in law, and granddaughter who bring me more delight than sorrow.  This morning they popped by with donuts for us before they headed out to start their day.  With them they bring love and smiles and laughter to enjoy together. 

Although my childhood and early adult life was horrible, I have been able to move onward and upward.   Although it has been an uphill climb, I have managed to keep up the hike and not give up no matter how close and how often I wanted to.  Or at least thought I did. 

What I have realized most of all is that when you aren’t looking, good things happen.  Like all of you.  Thank you for the hugs and the kind words.  We may not be a size 6 but if nothing else, we are full of love and compassion and that my friends, makes us more beautiful then anyone.