Drafting 20/22

This week has been especially challenging for me and a few of my dearest.  And because I know that things like that happen for reasons we identify later over beers and late night phone calls, I am grateful. Thank you Life, for your pop quizzes and cramps.  For all of the sweeties and animalhumans you've put in my path.  For moments when I am holding back hot, angry tears and the subsequent release.  For my mind that is sometimes frazzled, but always in motion.  For "good for right now."  For the pieces I began but haven't yet finished.  For all that I am cultivating.  For all that nurtures me.  For my porch and windy evenings.  For every ounce of indecision, grief and fear that has propelled me forward.  For the questions I am not ready to answer.  For everything I know I must do even if I am not sure how to do it yet.  For the ability to sometimes articulate what my heart needs to know, especially when I am hearing myself say it to someone else and realizing its echo is just for me.