Then I just have to stop, take a deep breath, and focus on what’s right in front of me. Because, in truth, what is happening in the moment is the only certainty.
So, here’s what I did Monday morning:
Ate a good breakfast.
Set up some estimates for repairing leaks in our roof.
Mailed my application for vote-by-mail ballot.
Paid my life insurance premium.
Signed up for Postcards to Voters.
Wrote this blog.
Just put one foot in front of the other.
The sun is shining. I heard mourning doves when I woke, my favorite greet-the-day birdsong. It’s another August scorcher, but our A/C is keeping our home comfortable. We’re all still well, as far as we know. For all of that, I am profoundly grateful.
Image: “Mourning Dove, Cabin Lake Viewing Blinds, Deschutes National Forest, Near Fort Rock, Oregon” Wikipedia Commons