And so today’s moment of happiness despite the news.
Riches! I can’t choose which one to write about (there are four), so I’m going to write about all of them. One drenched me with hope and warmth; the other three made me laugh.
So the laughing ones first.
Around two this morning, before we went to bed, Michael called up the stairs to me, “What do you get if you cross an insomniac, an agnostic and a dyslexic?”
“What?” I called back.
“Someone who stays up all night, wondering if there’s a dog.”
I love jokes like that.
This afternoon, Grandbaby Maya Mae was over again for a visit and she filled me in on fashion. We were watching Frozen (ick) and she said, “Gamma Kaffee, Elsa doesn’t wear pants. Her doesn’t wear pants because her’s frozen. You can’t wear pants if you’re frozen.”
Good to know.
And then at dinner tonight, Olivia suddenly announced, “I think I’m gonna be a cool old lady. I want to be a hippie old lady. I want to wear hippie clothes and have blue hair.”
When she is old, she shall wear purple.
And then the hope.
I sat and talked with a friend this afternoon. There were tears. He told me that while I am a strong woman, while I am a brave woman, I don’t have to be right now. I can be sad. I can feel weak. I can be terrified out of my mind.
I am all of those things.
And then he told me about the hiking trip he took recently, just a couple weeks ago, along the coast of Washington state. One night, as the tide was coming in, he watched it pushing all of this stuff with it. Broken shells. Rocks. And bits of sand dollars. He thought of me, and of my story of the sand dollar and how I could never find a whole one (if you don’t know this story, go to the May 18 blog – I wrote about it there). As he thought about me and about this, he looked down. And there was a whole sand dollar.
He brought it home to me.
A reminder that I’m on the right path.
And a reminder that just because I’m on the right path doesn’t mean that it will be easy or that there won’t be bumps.
I treasure this.
And yes, that helps. Despite. Anyway.