I think 2012 is going to be alright. I had my doubts for a few days. But I've calmed down from my surgery debacle, hopefully mended some fences on the grandparent front, got an unexpected windfall and am looking forward to an evening of Ravens football with family. I found a bond with my granddaughter, music. Things feel right.
The sun is out, the house is still a mess. Tomorrow breakfast with the dog group ladies. I was asleep last night by 10:30. Never saw the Cyber Dick Clark, or the ball fall or pop the cork on the champagne that is still in my fridge and has been for two years because I slept through New Year's Eve last year too. Somewhere in the U.S. a giant Peep was dropped. You gotta love this country.
When things go askew I scan for the cosmic logic and realize the God is telling me a reason. I now have more time to get organized for my surgery. Having my son and granddaughter here this week told me I really wasn't ready and need to get ready. I'm tired of not knowing where anything is. Tired of huffing and puffing, unable to bend, to zip, to feel like I'm in a full body bustle.
"Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don't even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child -- our own two eyes. All is a miracle."
-Tich Nhat Hanh
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