Just another crazy, cold April morning T, but Sharon and I were prepared in layers for a walk in Kennedy Park. Good thing we waited for the sun to conquer the wind so that by 11 it was bearable, just comfortably brisk. We walked, talked, tried to avoid the slippery spots and by noon, we were just in time for lunch with some of the 92nd St Babes: Diana, Freide and Pearl and it was good. They took a good look at me and smiled, feeling that I looked better, on my way to peace. Such kindness leaves me silent, grateful.
I kept moving: depositing a check at the bank, grocery shopping at Fairway, back home for a conversation with Tara to catch up before she’s off to see her mom in London and just a bit of a push back out to my first workshop at Apple focused on small-business topics as we move along with our Tell It Digital. I was glad to be back out into the cold. and warmly welcomed to the table of three other women and Jean Marie leading the session at the Apple store. I tried hard to listen and not talk too much but I couldn’t help sharing what I knew about social media. Fun more than any aahas..
And I had dinner scheduled at La Fontana with Marie France. But even with all these wonderful events, I could still be thrown off kilter. Just opening my computer and clicking to Facebook this morning before I first left for my walk brought up those two images above, from our seder for two 4 years ago. There are triggers everywhere, unpredictable triggers always able to dismantle the moment and I was hit hard kicked. But breathing really helped, filling me back up. I’m sounding like Sandie. 🙂
Remember, our Seders for two… remember how romance was everywhere for us?
I’m back on the couch T missing the romance of life T,