Despite the fact that I was awake most of the night with a raw sore throat, and am probably fighting off some sort of virus, and despite the fact that the world seems to be in a heightened state of angst, I'm going to just tell myself that all is well.
It's easy to get caught up in all the bad news. Every day it seems there is some horrible new event being talked about. People are divided, and writhing about how to interpret what they hear. And sometimes, it's just too much to listen to. I get that it's hard to know what to do to make things better. After all, if the powers that be can't seem to fix things, how much can one individual person really do to cure the world of angst?
I once saw something on Facebook that was helpful in putting things into perspective, though. It had to do with getting up and sweeping your floor, and making a big pot of soup. Even though the world was spinning out of control. I don't think Mother Teresa was the source of this particular piece of advice, although it does kind of sound like something she'd say. I have respect for Mother Teresa.
So this week, I made some bread. I was thrilled that Katie gifted me eggs from her chickens. I've been cooking casseroles for supper as we're in the dead of winter here, and casseroles are good comfort food. I brought in the wreath from Mom that was hanging outside, and noticed that the wind had blown off all the years of dust that had been accumulating on it! I've been loving on the grand babies. 💕 And, my little free library? Well, somebody loved on that too, and filled it up with more children's books. So, yes, all is well!
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| see the feather? |
