I got out of bed stiff.
This was why:
All my boys were in my bed- and Lottie too.
Its hard to get mad and insist
they go back where they came from.
I know in a few years this scene will all but be gone and my boys
will be bigger and more independent.
I will enjoy it for now-
for now.
I had a lovely yoga session with my friend Laura.
The scar tissue makes it hard for my body to move and twist like it used to.
But after the session when we lay in quiet savasana,
I reflected on how thankful I am for this amazing body of mine.
It does anything I ask of it, and has recovered from so much in the past few years.
Yoga-- any exercise for that matter, requires patience, acceptance and love
of myself wherever I am in my life.
Its a beautiful process.
My mom texted me today and reminded me that 4 years ago I was
STILL in a coma. Still.
That is crazy.
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Tonight is the first Presidential Candidate Debate!
I am excited...
