Updated: Aug 9
My sisters called
Inviting me to join them for lunch, reluctantly I declined.
My day is full of appointments.
My mind is on my budding business as a jewelry designer.
I am tired.
But I am full of gratitude.
I miss spending time with my family
But the blessings and goodness I enjoy don’t escape me.
Now, daily the news is alarming.
Our times are challenging, unpredictable and a bit unnerving.
My heart breaks and longs for the era in which I grew up.
My heart breaks for the younger generations that will never
experience that time, they may stumble upon old programs or magazines that gives
them a glimpse.
There is a collective heartbreak.
There is a collective knowingness.
There is a collective sense of change.
There is a collective recognition of buried secrets coming to light.
There is a collective sense of not knowing.
There is a collective sense of growth.
There is a collective sense of gratitude.
My heart is open.
Hearts are opening.
Others are surrendering.
I am connected.
Others are connecting.
I am grateful.
Others are grateful.