one hundred and sixty nine

 

I am grateful for an exquisite last morning for Mel and her girls. And I’m grateful that not even an impossibly grumpy teenage daughter (only with me of course, but it’s not me, it has to be her, I mean I’m so calm and non reactive) could take away my joy at an early morning walk on the river. But I am especially grateful today for Mel’s visit because her calm demeanour always makes me realise how full on I am. And how accepting I have become of me.

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