There is hope.
Sunshine. Summerish breezes. Growing garden. Multiple blooming flowers. Strawberries with whipped cream. Contagious teenage laughter - howls of it. Kisses, hugs, understanding eyes of a man who puts up with oh, so much.
Inner silence. Peace. Mindful conclusions, settlement.
Cool kept on the outside while the battle raged around.
Progress.
Rest. Healing begins.
A new day.
2 comments:
Ah, refreshment. I'm glad you're feeling some. Your picture reminds me it's about time I slice some strawberries for shortcake. :o)
You know the feeling of abandoning all sense of restraint and timidity to fall into a cool body of water when your body is exhausted, hot, and sticky, just flopping in eagerly, body rag-dolled, the absolute freedom? And the the utter refreshment that washes over and invigorates? That's what happened here.
And it felt GREAT!
Love your new profile pic! Gotta love peonies. Enjoy your strawberries and shortcake.
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