is the singular gift
we cannot destroy in ourselves,
the argument that refutes death,
the genius that invents the future,
all we know of God.
~ Lisel Mueller ~
from her poem "Hope"
A good night's sleep--pain free.
An interesting workshop tomorrow that makes it worthwhile and not just a place filler for the CEU hours I need.
A phone call from someone who may be having a hard time, so I can urge an appropriate intervention.
Fingers that bend when I wake up.
Snuggles with my kitties.
Time to take some more photos.
What are you hoping for?