Although I am a growed-up woman, sometimes I feel a little small.
Sometimes, the negatives creep in, and the inner-voice can get loud, and the colors get faded.

And, at those times, you MAKE yourself do things.
And it is hard.

And, I just finished a week of doing things.
Eye Doctor.
Tooth Doctor.
Body Doctor.
All my parts are doing well, but I’ve got to start taking batter care of them. I’m only half done using them.

But I did something else today.
I had lunch with an old friend.
And we talked long into the afternoon.
We talked of our disappointments and good days and dreams and problems and we encouraged each other.
And it was easy.

And my children talk to me.
My daughter stops by to show me a great test grade.
And she calls to ask my advice on a store in Omaha.
And my son totally enjoys a special after school treat I made for him.
And he brings home a friend or two for a bit and I hear them laugh.

And I step out of myself.
And see the colors.