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.
Angie
Today's Thought: Savor joy in whatever form it comes.
4 comments:
I love your blog.
Thank you, Lindi, I really appreciate that! You made me smile with great warmth at your comment just now.
Angie
I love tea, too. Right now I'm enjoying a cup of orange, passionfruit, & jasmine. Mmmm. . .
Angie,
Your mom and my aunt Judy share the same birthday. Judy turned 64 on the 25th.
I enjoyed reading about your mom and seeing your lovely pitcher of tea!
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