1. Red sky in morning….
  2. There they are. The lines at my throat that announce the thinning of youth, faint to anyone else, deep crevices to me. I think about my mother’s skin, her face and hands. How beautiful she has always been to me as she ages.
  3. Still no grey hairs, though.
  4. Before enlightenment, chop wood, carry water. After enlightenment, chop wood, carry water. — Zen proverb
  5. When David was anointed king of Israel, he didn’t storm the palace and demand the throne. He went back to the pasture to tend his sheep.
  6. She does great in the car for the first 45 minutes. Then we hit gridlock and the handle flies off. She’s fine once we start moving again. Basically the same as everyone else driving into Toronto in the morning.
  7. The science center is almost too much for her to process with the flashing lights, moving parts, and kids everywhere. She staggers from exhibit to exhibit in the kids’ area, not engaging with much but interested in everything.
  8. It me.
  9. This unending sickness has moved into the empty spaces of my skull. I’m sure my face is tearing off every time I bend over.
  10. Accepting that while it may be my circus, it’s not my monkey. Peace, rest. Tomorrow will be filled with new grace.


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