and catching it now and again…
enjoying little bits of wonderfulness amid the busy. busy days.
the spectrum of needs is broad.
and oh.so. delicate.
my heart is being stretched in so many different ways right now.
the struggle to be so many things to so many people is an awfully overwhelming task.
one that is best pondered in the early morning stillness at mass.
as often as i can steal away. that is where i go.
to little things.
like chasing november.
a month that has sped past my very eyes with lightning speed.
leaves swirling outside.
scattered all over the yard.
little things like how i feel a lot like one of those leaves on the ground.
scattered. trampled. dirty. worn out.
saddened by a diagnosis of leukemia for my grandma.
that’s a big thing.
she is deteriorating so rapidly.
thankfully there is still some shade from the tall. strong. elm.
and it offers solace.
solace that makes me content to be grounded.
grounded in a faith built on a rock.
content in knowing that all i have to do is look up.
for all the answers.