Very busy week. But I have noticed where I have been able to be the me I want to be, and how it's actually those small moments that matter most. Addressing an envelope with the addition before the person's name of "the marvellous". Offering my fruit stash to people when I discovered they'd not eaten. Showing up to offer encouragement. That's mainly all we have to do.
Now my attention is shifting, my girly is soon to turn 16 then it's the season of Christmas preparations. But maybe before that I really need to admit that the sogginess under the kitchen floorboards is not going away. My cunning plan entails drawing round the edges of some of the bubbles. Not to find childlike delight in a problem, tho that would be a good enough reason. If tomorrow the bubbles are wider than the pencil lines, I will have incontrovertible proof that Something Needs To Be Done.
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