Today is brought to you by the song βI Can Changeβ by Lake Street Dive.
Joie comes home soon, so this is my last time staying at her lovely empty room with a view. Iβve packed up all my stuff and tucked little presents for her everywhere to discover when she gets home. I planted cheerful flowers on her balcony and sat in the sun for a while.
Iβm waiting for a surgeon to call, Iβll be collecting one of my favourite people post-op to care for them and make sure their recovery is smooth. With all the serious divorce shit in the air Iβm grateful for this shift in focus, someone to nurture, an Important Task to distract my stressed out head.
I get glimpses of a happy resolution, and peeks at the life I want to lead. I will be relieved when itβs over and I can share good news with you all. (Manifesting that good news while I sit in the sun.)
So much transition right now, slow transitions though, and time to appreciate where Iβve come from, and breathe in the possibilities of where Iβm going.