Warning: mushiness ahead!

Ok, it's been brought to my attention that the magic carpet ride needs to come in for a landing.

There’s been so much on my mind lately. The last few days it’s been about my stepmother who just had double knee replacement surgery. She called me on Sunday to give me all the information and also to let me know that I should expect papers in the mail which will authorize me as a signer on her checking account. Oh and she’d checked about power of attorney as well, but that only applied if she was dead, so let’s not go there, and p.s. she also updated her will but everything’s going to be fine. Add to all this subliminal stuff, which only I may be picking up, but she’s also all alone in Florida and in her eighties. I’ve been praying constantly for her for 2 days and something about it all just kind of breaks my heart. My impulse is to get on a plane even though she declined my offer to be there with her.

My impulse is always to be present. Somebody I love hurts, I want to be there holding their hand or giving a hug. You’re going through a hard time and I want to be there to look in your eyes and give a smile. I understand that presence doesn’t necessarily fix or change anything, and yet somehow it does because whatever it is, is not experienced alone.

Which by the way, brings me to something else I’ve been wanting to say for a while now: thank you! Who am I talking to? That would be you. You reading. I did not expect to feel embraced and affirmed the way that I do. I did not realize that I would come to know people whose friendships touch me on a daily basis. I did not expect my heart to get involved with perfect strangers, but it has. You all remind me on a daily basis that I’m not alone, and that is a very big deal. Here ends the mushy moment—sometimes I just can’t help myself! ‘K gotta go—feeling a little verklempt! ;)