Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Today would be my daughter's 51st birthday. My younger daughter and I walked in a botantical garden this morning and sat on a bench and talked about the memorial service yesterday and our feeling around it. Then we picked up my husband and went out to lunch together. It felt healing. I've just finished talking with my friend, and tomorrow I'll be able to get on with setting up my new laptop and tackling the photos I wish to organize. The intense anxiety I suffered on Saturday is gone, and I'm going back to one day at a time. We only got a sprinkle of rain last night, but perhaps finally a real rain will come later this week. The darker days are coming, and the holidays, which I believe will be lighter than last year for us as a family. I pray the covid wanes as well, and people can relax a bit and calm down. I won't say return to normal, because that cannot happen, but at least a release of tension, and a focus on other things. I don't know if this is possible, but I'm hopeful