Today is the tomorrow we talked about yesterday. It's why I try and make the most of today, living in the now, not yesterday nor tomorrow, just today. More than enough...
This is a beautiful story filled with life- sorrow, transformation, healing, wisdom. I smiled at the thought of you and your father sipping on the porch and “shooting the breeze.”
Your share to return to breath is a timely reminder for presence & peace.
I love this. Hopefully writing it was cathartic . No one should have to choose which parent has “the most wrongness” Glad you survived it all ok and thanks for putting pen to paper for us the share it.
Today is the tomorrow we talked about yesterday. It's why I try and make the most of today, living in the now, not yesterday nor tomorrow, just today. More than enough...
That’s certainly my goal. Thanks for replying.
This is a beautiful story filled with life- sorrow, transformation, healing, wisdom. I smiled at the thought of you and your father sipping on the porch and “shooting the breeze.”
Your share to return to breath is a timely reminder for presence & peace.
Thank you.
Thank you, Colleen, for the kind words. Those days on the sipping porch were powerful healing times for both of us. We were fortunate.
I hear you.
I love this. Hopefully writing it was cathartic . No one should have to choose which parent has “the most wrongness” Glad you survived it all ok and thanks for putting pen to paper for us the share it.
Thanks so much for reading. You’re right, writing it down can be so clarifying.
Sad but in the end the River finds the ocean and can’t go back. And the River becomes the ocean. You are a man of the present. I applaud you!