to dance to be free
even in adversity
togetherness we are
repairing near and far.
CKS
It is amazing that Repair is the word for today. It is my mom’s birthday. I find it a perfect day to meditate with this word. Another word of hope. For some reason I have the image of darning socks in my head. Mending.
Not making things brand new. The past still exists. The holes, the damage. Its all there. It shows. It wears well though. No reason to regret or be embarrassed or ashamed. With each round of thread sewing back and forth, we repair.
Today, I will not repair my relationship with my mother traditionally. She lives with Alzheimer’s. She needs help and care. I find that there is something emotionally repairing about being able to give her something that she and my dad were unable to give to there kids. Along side taking care of myself, I help care for her.
I repair.
Are there ways you repair in your life?
paint much love, always,
Connie Karleta Sales
a.k.a. This Crooked Little Flower
2 responses to “Repair”
Your words today are deeply moving. They touch something in me rarely reached. Thank you.
Jane, thank you so much. I have been sitting with this and overwhelmed. Sometimes you don’t know if what you share is helpful or desired, thought provoking, etc. and it means so much what you shared. thank you.