See that pot of tea? It's called a flowering tea. Today is my mom's 65th birthday. She's no longer here though. It's been over 8 months since she passed. Some days are easy, some days are not.
But it's important to find joy in every day, even harder days. Maybe you can smile at a baby. What if something funny happens? Laugh. Grief isn't the sackcloth and ashes thing all the time. Life is quixotic.
Quixotic means to change and flash into different aspects constantly. Almost like a chameleon. Grief is like that. One minute you feel it deeply and the next you can laugh over something you remember.
My mom introduced me to tea when I was so little I don't remember ever not having it. I love tea. I always have.
I guess what I'm saying today is that it's a special day for a special tea. And I'm okay with it:-)
If I could offer you anything to help with grief, find something like tea or music or a special place and savor it on days when you think it might be a little rougher than others. It helps.
Today's Thought: Savor joy in whatever form it comes.