Friends, what a week we've had, yes? I'm trying to balance staying informed with staying sane. It's quite a trick. Back from some heavenly days on the island of Kauai. We stepped off the plane into the chill that is now central California. I love autumn: the turning leaves and crisp air and white light. But Jaysus, who ordered up Thanksgiving for next week? Seriously. Time is going at warp speed.
This was an unusal week of doctor visits: dentist for a deep cleaning behind my last molar, dermatogolgist for a little cryotherapy on my dark spots, and my GP for a pain I've had in my right arm for at least 2 months now. I can't go out in sunlight for a week because of the cryo, can't eat food easily for my injured mouth, and there is no help in sight for arm and shoulder pain that is just getting more intense by the day.
Bright spot: got my flu shot. Husband got his flu shot. Small things in the giant picture, I know, but I take the positive wherever and whenever I can.
Some call it resilience. I call it essential. In dark days, it's what allows me to move forward with hope. In Paris, strangers are hugging strangers (Muslims, no less!) in their grief and hope. It's been a beautiful sight to behold.
I hope you choose love and compassion this weekend. It feels so good.