Tomorrow I will.be.slammed at workplace #1.
There are 3 generations of us under one roof right now. So far so good. Granny is in town so I can return to workplace #1....or #3 depending. Past visits have been riddled with angst and competition and disappointment, but I have a firmer grasp now on what I *think* I can control...and all I can control is my own reactions. I think she knows this about herself too now.
This is helpful along with the realization that we are not on this Earth forever together. We're just trying to survive and get by; spinning around each day on a tilted axis, you know? (and the Earth too). Still.looking.for.perspective. And peace. Thankfully beauty and laughter are present.
Here's a song that popped up on my itunes. It's a sweet remake of Huey Lewis':
Power of Love 5:19 The Early November Punk Goes 80's Alternative
It's what's on my mind right now. Can love conquer all? What is it "all" anyway?
"It's strong and it's sudden and it's cruel sometimes..."
"That's the power that makes the world go 'round...."