Developing routines since in my new home has been slow. Inundated with errands, activities, and desk work, I have struggled with priorities and routines.
The last two days I’ve been able to slow the freneticism and focus on priorities. This focus is calming me, grounding me… it feels good.
Grief is subsiding after a week of intense bouts. Whew… grief exhausts me and brings my confidence plummeting. Strength is holding me again, a strength that only Spirit can impart.
So with a bit of numbness, satisfaction in accomplishments, and true gratefulness for God always being with me, I will continue this journey another day.
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The Survivor 
Love the term “freneticism” — seems like a diagnosis I have long had and treated mostly poorly but sometimes well. :-)
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Thank you! Freneticism doesn’t ususally describe me, but of late, it fits very well. I even had to double-check if it was a real word!
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Blessings on you fir each step, each day
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Thank you❤️
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