When I was a little girl, my mom's cousin used to sing at church sometimes and she had an amazing voice. Pure beautiful and amazing. She could have been a star if she'd wanted to.
One of her favorite songs to sing was called "one day at a time" and I can still hear the "Sweet Jesus" part of the chorus in my head. I don't remember all the words, but the general message was to take things in perspective, stay focused on the now, and look to the higher power to help you get through it...so much of what I'm trying to do right now to get healthy and take care of myself.
I talked with Sandy who showed up for our meeting yesterday. She wished me luck on my upcoming trip (more on that in a second) and said, "My friend said sometimes you have to take it 6 minutes at a time...just do what you have to to get through the next breath and eventually it'll be over."
So, that's what I'm doing. On Monday the divorce will be final and I have to fly to Mississippi to be present for the hearing. I really don't want to do this for many many reasons, but I will...and I'll get through it...and I'll be on the other side of all this and back in my apartment in just 5 days...and then THIS part of this process will be behind me.
And when I get back, watch out...I'm feeling the creative juices flowing. They're inspiring me in so many ways...so many happy things to make and do and feel. It's going to be wonderful when this anxiety has been dampened...one day, one minute or one breath at at time. Whatever it takes.
I promised to take you through the design phase of some of my work. I am making a set of towels for my aunt to give my cousin and she sent me this picture to use as inspiration.
Until then, send happy loving thoughts my way and remind me to breathe.