A year ago, my precious granddaughter arrived. What joy!
It is amazing to me that a child's child can stir within me a rushing river of love. If only I could live each moment with the same intensity of gentle love!
The physicality of life is demanding. As we age or struggle with illness and disease, the balance between mind and body totters. We fight through the fog that clouds our minds. I have seen it happen to those around me as they toil to eat or drink or breathe. I have felt it happen to me.
I fight to live another day above the fog. As I look at her beautiful face and I feel that rush of love, I am carried along.
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