bundled up rain pouring down icy wind blowing so grateful
Author: Pam Frei
blessed
each day made of the stuff of dreams. food, clothing, a safe place to rest how blessed we are.
dream
dreams of another time when life was more complex. glad i woke up!
luck
how lucky i am to be cold walking from my car into my office. one hundred steps to the warmth. only one hundred steps.
weather
weather brings us together with so much to discuss and complain about we can talk for hours.
half begun
my life is half begun though i have yet to live so filled with fear and a need to please that i no longer know who i am if I ever did.
worry
you worry what others think until it overtakes your life driving you to say, do and be things that you are not. too much you say one day which feels like all the rest to me and other observers. a ray of golden sunlight passing through dismal gray clouds and i finally get to see you.
