Abundance
Here we are at the EST almost midnight point once again.
Today I took care of plants, children, dogs, myself. I napped. Read a bit. Got annoyed a bit. Made others happy a bit. Annoyed others a bit. Ate fish and shrimp that my mom prepared with her dubba of masalas. Fed a preteen that was not mine shrimp for the first time in her life (my family’s fried and curry shrimp is so delicious and deep it could be my next tattoo). Made a bunch of hot chocolate, popcorn w umami salt, seltzer with fresh mandarin squeeze. Hid the Halloween candy. So much candy still but now it’s down to lollipops, Twizzlers, Mounds, and such.
I don’t know it’s a day. I like writing to you because it’s good to take stock of what I actually have at the end of a single parent day moving from this to that, getting interrupted, directing things. So much directing of other small creatures lives, which mostly I feel ill-equipped to do. But feeling ill-equipped to do it is fine because at least it means you aren’t ever so certain of it.
And also there is abundance. Every so often I can feel it. Soft and sleepy next to me breathing one hand on belly the other reaching for me.
More abundance 〰️