It turns out that it takes time to be a receptive lake, to soak in those nutrients.
While it was good to see my mom—and her friends—it wasn’t restful.
I’m going to take a pause on these weekly reflections. Give myself time to rest and reflect privately. Set aside the schedule.
I’ll be back in May. I’m not going to be more specific on the date because I’m leaving myself some flexibility. I’m looking forward to seeing you then.
Chewing the Cud of Good
Thankful for discovering a turtle at Beloved Field, and especially thankful that I didn’t accidentally step on it.