5:28am

I’m awake. Winnie, one of my two cats, sleeping in Randy’s spot, is snuggled with me. Warmth and comfort and love.

There’s a lot stirring this morning, but where are the words. If I’m willing to spend time with these stirrings, the words will come. But, the emotions and memories come too. Can I do this? Do I want to do this? I’m so tired of this pain. What I would give to wake with a carefree spirit…

Yet to heal, I need to feel and remember and cry and scream and be exhausted and receive comfort.

The tears are arising… the scream released… my cry to God flowing… energy released… comfort received… words did flow.

Thank you Spirit for once again calming my troubled soul…

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