I am thinking about my friends this evening.
One friend awaits to discover tomorrow if lymphoma has deepened inside her; how far cancer extends its ever-extending reach.
Another friend nurses her parents; one with Parkinson’s Disease, the other with neurological challenges.
Another friend and blog reader awaits shoulder surgery.
Yet another pauses between meals without definitive income, wondering, always wondering, how shall she live, how shall she eat?
Another–yes, he’s a special friend–limps upon two challenged knees, always poised between improvement and surgery, always carefully watching every single step, lest he unexpectedly fall to the earth.
Another one awaits the revelation of a job interview, a grant application, a possible expansion.
I keep steadfastly finishing up tasks, errands, jobs, preparing to fly south next week.
It’s a tentative world.
I wish you all well.
I wish you all the very best.
I wish that your heart leaps joyously even amidst whatever pain or suffering or indecision or confusion you might find yourself. I wish that it glimpses beauty in unexpected places. I wish that it finds delight amidst life’s trials.
I do wish you the very best. Always.