“The wound is the place where the light enters you.”

Today, I am grateful for my sweet Poebear who instinctively understands my limited mobility. 

I am continually learning how to practice patience and trust. 

I accomplished napping on and off throughout the day. 

I delighted in watching a deer wander through the yard, in catching up with my soul sister, in yummy delicata squash fries, and in a wet wipe bath before bed.