Because sometimes this is just the way that the week goes...but perhaps it was meant to be because I came upon this today and it seemed just right. I do love Anne Lamott! "And inspiration is when the really real in us gets through the chatter. Not the drama and trauma addict with her Blanche DuBois inner storms, or the lawyer, and not the flight attendant, or the set director arranging people on the set we've created, with the sand that trucks hauled in, and beach chairs. Just the child, and our animal selves, and an old but ageless person who takes it all in with a small smile, who has seen it all, who nibbles away on a bit of leftover scone, tends to the cats and the orchids."
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