Dear Life, Woke to clouds peeking in on me through skylights. Bare walls, save for a few photos over my desk, stared at me. On Tuesday, the movers will be here and furniture transported. Yesterday, I stood in the new apartment with three friends and felt joy well up within and pour out in tears. An empty apartment needs the love of friends to fill it up to make it feel like “home”. I feel better about moving. My body feels better after Friday’s blood transfusion. And the drive to Galisteo late afternoon to see the beauty was refreshing. I feel ready for today. Lean In.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose