Now I'm exhausted.
But it feels productive. Like I've done something worthwhile.
And this evening instead of dinner, Lib and I ate a huge bowl of popcorn while watching a movie. Not gourmet, but productive in the sense that we were together. Just be-ing together. (Sometimes you must separate out the "be" part.)
Be still and know that I am God.
Be still and know that I am.
Be still and know that I.
Be still and know that.
Be still and know.
Be still and.
Be still.
Be.
I have to continue to just BE. And I will take every chance that I can to just BE with Libby. I'm thankful for all the times I could just BE with both girls. I cherish those memories.
I love how you broke that down to just "be." So simple, yet mean so much. I had another friend who's 21 year old son died this morning, she had 2 months to say good-bye but she is learning how to just breathe today. I think I'm going to take Val to adopt a dog just to "be" with her. I am just learning how to just "be" myself, so thanks for your words today. Love you!
ReplyDeleteMy sympathies and love to your friend. My heart breaks that yet another mother is crying for such a loss. Take the time to be with yourself. Especially take the times to be with your girls. I think sometimes we do so many activities together, that we don't just be with one another.
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