A couple of days ago my hubs came up to the house from his woodshop and gave me this beautiful wooden bowl he had made.
1-finished a hat for the donation box
2-found out the insurance fund rolled over to this year
3-slept till 6
My mind is cluttered with shreds of doubt...wound together in odd shapes that whisper negativities that keep me from trying new things, from loving myself, from dreaming, believing, hoping, wishing on stars...the shapes pile up into mountains that I can't get over or around...
Until there comes a beam of light shining through the tangled threads and lighting the way to possibilities