Yesterday my frustration with my body, my clumsy limping walk, ongoing aches and pains, and slow healing literally overflowed, and I had a day of copious soul-rinsing. I also had the complete joy of baby-sitting my 9-month-old grandson. Although that time did not go according to his usual schedule, I had the great joy of holding and rocking him for over an hour. This was, of course, in the same rocker where I spent many hours rocking his dad--big tears of joy on that one!
Sometimes tears simply cannot be stopped and they must be given their freedom.
Leta
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