This morning, I
am quiet, contented joy
with the most incredible bout of
loving kindness
bubbling up inside
(*slight alteration in moods may occur,
which is why I am telling you here)
this then, is how this sort of thing begins
last week, I sent a brief message of genuine appreciation
to a writer whom I admire
in no small part because I repeatedly find
so much we have in common
and I was blessed to receive a reply that my message
was received, as intended
and our hearts, have met
last evening I received a message from someone
very dear to my heart
to say in part, that she had thought of me
this stops me, in time and space
how very much this simple act of kindness,
touched me
I went off to bed, weary from a busy day of work
completely satiated with
gratitude
this morning then, a day off
waking with a smile, coffee with my lovely husband
whom I love madly (in case I may have failed to mention it)
and for which, this beginning of coffee and books,
somewhat quietly,
together
I am everyday, and forever grateful
as well to the book I am currently enjoying
which comes as a gift to the senses
and has me looking up Italian cookbooks while wondering
if I could make this just as lovely without the meat
which is funny, as my husband is the real chef in the house
and I am quite sure I have already blown
my book budget for the month
(but wait… it’s now February!!)
as well let me tell you, what I’ve been thinking about
last week, I see that Tom Franken has died
and though I don’t believe we are well acquainted; this is a face I recognize
and happens to be
a name
I know well,
Tom went to my high school, at one time, was a friend of my sister’s
and as I recall, used to say to her in a funny sort of farmer’s drawl
in a deep tone, “What the hell…”
anyway, somehow me of very little memory
manage to have this stuck firmly in my memory banks
and happen to use this phrase often, where it is now phrased as
(in my deepest drawl) ‘in the words of Tom Franken-what-the-hell…’
then last week, I see a friend post of the loss
of this friend
whose face I do recognize
I am saddened and among many, share my condolences
but also, I smile in fond remembrance
so in all of this, what I really wanted to say is
we touch many lives in our day to day
and often, or sometimes
without our even
knowing it
we will be remembered
and what I’m wondering is, couldn’t we
choose then
to do it kindly and lovingly
as I can tell you, it serves to make each day
just that much
easier
with love and appreciation ♥