What a difference a day makes. I woke up several times during the night to find that I could roll right back over and try to start where I left off in my dreams…I love that.

When the alarm went off I was actually excited because today I plan to create an amazing, healthy and delicious breakfast for my friends, here, in my neighborhood. It will all be ready at 7:00am and I could hardly wait to begin baking and cooking…

Soon my kitchen smelled like sausage and eggs and pumpkin  pie…hot coffee, ready to keep me company…I love these mornings. It’s only for an hour or so, before they have to go to work. It feels like family here and I am so happy.

Then down to the studio to work (play) with some glass and watch something that makes me feel happy on the television.  If that doesn’t cut it…there is always Carrie Newcomer right at the tip of my fingers…just push play.

This day is mine and I plan to enjoy it. There is no room for sadness or anxiety. I am going to use every bit of it to heal my heart. No news today….nothing but the feeling of peace and hope. It shouldn’t take long.  It’s taken 64 years for me to realize that sometimes the screaming has to be turned down a bit. I can’t hear the words if the noise gets too loud.

Tomorrow I will be up for the challenge….today, I need to feel like I feel right now.  Like a long, deep breath…Like the smell of lavender….like a slow sip of good red wine….like there is love where I seek to find it. I think I’ll just stay here today….I can feel it here…right now.

Peace and love to every single one of you.