It feels so good to be back in the blogosphere once again. I've missed you guys.
Since my last post, I can tell you that my energy has returned. My learning continues on this journey of life and death. I recall the message of TUT that life is an adventure. Seeing my life as an adventure to be lived to the fullest, in spite of impending loss, gives me perspective. I find myself expressing gratitude all over the place.
What have I learned since the news of my mother's inoperable brain tumor? How wonderful for my mother that she has forgotten that she has a brain tumor. She is happy and peaceful, and her energy makes this easier on the rest of us family members wrestling with the idea of our mother losing all of her cognitive functions down the road.
I"m learning, FINALLY, to have compassion for myself. Better to reach middle age and learn to cut myself some slack, than never to learn it at all!
I'm learning to ask for what I need. Instead of expecting my husband to read my mind, I told him exactly what I need from him. I confess I read Men are from Mars . . . a decade ago, but apparently it didn't stick!
I'm learning to reach out to my friends for support instead of playing Amazon woman. Wow, am I ever blessed by such caring friends. That's currency that can't be bought.
I'm learning to eat chocolate without guilt (no kidding . . . inner guidance advised it!), grab the joy in the moment, and take a breath before I start my worrying mode.
All the resources I need to help my Mom and Dad are falling into place, thanks to the Internet, and Ma Bell.
Life is good. Life is good. Life is good. Even when things look dark and scary, life is ultimately good.