Dear Life, Strength and vulnerability reside within me as in nature. As I watch the earth turn from greens to rust, gold, maroon, sierra, and beautiful colors of Autumn, I am reminded: I am changing. Inner and outer. Slowly. I keep rubbing my bald head in hopes of feeling some stubble! My hair is slow to grow back. But it will. My bones and muscles are strengthening, my stem and blood cells are multiplying, my nervous system is finding equanimity, and my Angels are working with me.
Gratitude, rest, action. Repeat… a moment at a time, a day at a time.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose