Over the weekend, Karal fell asleep and was postured in a beautiful ways of total relaxation and, as Dr. Beth Boquet named it, the 'oh, what a feeling' rest she was getting (a reference to Flash Dance). I'm channeling her calm as I try to tap my own Zen. I still sing, "In the end, we're gonna die, in the meantime, I'll just try to be Bry" and move with humor, hard work, strategy, and hope.
Always, hope.
Returning from break where most of us simply caught up with the work that pushed us behind is merely met with more work needing to be done with no time to do it. We can only control our attitude and that is what I'm focusing on because there's only so much I can do. I never have been able to walk on water.
Praying for serenity, and the ability to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.
Oh, boy. All of this is merely fascinating.
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