Day 12 into May, and we have walked/ran 62 miles. 12 days!! Over an average of 5 miles a day. It’s wild what you can do if you just start and don’t stop, kind of like this blog on wonder. Every day can be wonderful if you choose to see it that way. Even amidst total and utter global chaos. We can choose. It’s the tiniest choice, but the tiny choices add up.
To find new paths, we have been exploring more than ever. Here is what I call: Rain Forrest Bridge (and oh yes, everything gets a name…ask me about the Spooky Bridge or the Secret Path!).
I hope this weeks finds you in delightful new paths, no matter how small they are.
Happy Easter everyone, from our 6:30 am Easter to you. He is Risen. We Rise too. We will get through this. Now begins week 5 of quarantine and we are continuing with national lockdown to at least April 30th, probably longer. It’s the first time in history all of the states have been declared a state of emergency. We move through this time period with both fear and joy. But we know our joy is stronger. 🌸💜🐰
Happy National Sibling’s Day! To the ones that make me laugh until my drink squirts out my nose, the the ones that love hugs and game nights and long talks and floats in the jacuzzi, to the ones who forgive quickly (or sometimes take a few days), who will be each other’s personal Uber, lint roller, wedding shower dates, therapist, Lolita’s pick-up crew (extra red AND GREEN salsa), plant managers, uncle and aunties, to the ones who say yes to coffee trips and soccer games, who smile even though the world can be a beautiful and cruel place, who smile anyway. I love you. And more so – I miss you! Hugs from quarantine, 1300 miles away. Xx
This photo was taken during my first trip to Trader Joe’s with B. It showed up on my Facebook memories. I looked at the two women in the background and it killed me. Hugging in public. This was 3 years ago. Tonight I’m holding out for hugs again.