Rising from the Ashes.

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Well, the dust has settled, now to pick up the pieces and rebuild.  Life goes on, and so must I. Fatigue follows me everywhere. Caffeine no longer works its magic. Opiates only make it worse.  The Dilauded® goes into the back of the cabinet.  I’ve struggled out of depression before, and I think I can do it again.

But still, there is the sipping coffee and the chatting with Snookums in the morning that makes the day good enough.   

I see few silver linings in the news.  Things will get much worse.  Prepare for life in a dystopian paradise.  In that respect, I am glad that I will have gone into that long goodnight before it does.  I just want to remain alert and strong up to the day the LORD calls Snookums home, then I shan’t care what else happens.

But I have warm shelter.  I have a surplus of food.  I have caregivers.  I have pets.  I have Snookums.  It is indeed sufficient for the day.

I hope to return to blogging now.  I have nothing but time on my hands.  I can now be a watchman on the tower.  Perhaps I’ll write about such things.  Then, again.  There is the quiet mornings with only  the thumps, obscure voices of the residents and occasional warnings from the dogs that something is amiss in the neighborhood.  Maybe I’ll just write of those.  Who knows? 

I feel changed, somehow.  Maybe what rolls off my fingers will reflect that change.  I am in stasis with the universe.  I float.  I am a leaf blown in the winds. There is no up and down as I drift.

But there is still you, and that makes the difference.

Good morning!

8 thoughts on “Rising from the Ashes.

    littlewhip said:
    February 19, 2023 at 12:16 pm

    Back at ya, I’m still reading…and caring, for whatever good that’s worth. Be mindful of the moments as they pass, time is the only true currency of life.

    Love ya still, you crusty old Hebe. Shalom.


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      Rusty Armor responded:
      February 19, 2023 at 2:11 pm

      And I love you too, my broken shaman! 😉
      Or is that sheman? 🤔


    The Hinoeuma said:
    February 19, 2023 at 2:08 pm

    Howdy! Good to read you. Sometimes, the simple things are the greatest joys…shelter, warmth, companionship, plenty of food, pets, a sunrise, a sunset, a hug…

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    Rivergirl said:
    February 19, 2023 at 5:51 pm

    Life does indeed go on … and finding peace is no small thing. Small miracles are everywhere around us, if only we take the time to look.

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    Catherine said:
    February 19, 2023 at 7:29 pm

    When you post a blog it’s as if an old friend has stopped by for a cup of coffee and a chat. So happy to see you, again. 🙂

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    Lia Storm said:
    February 20, 2023 at 9:00 am

    What can I say? Nothing to say except I love you too my favorite curmudgeon teddy bear. I don’t want to think about you leaving but it’s good that you have some acceptance because we all face that great beyond sooner or later. Ugh, no, just stick around for awhile okay?? ❤️

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    Patricia Fowler said:
    February 20, 2023 at 9:37 am

    Couldn’t agree more dad. I love you and mum very much. I am hoping we can make it down to Texas

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