Bucket thoughts.

Yesterday was another great day to float in the backyard bucket.  I did help John apply new stain to the deck, for a while.  The heat was intense.

It is amazing how much I love spending time in that bucket of water.  While I was floating around I was thinking about how I felt in the bucket last year.  I cried a lot.  I read books about grief and the afterlife.  I mourned my son’s passing.

Yesterday I talked to Joe.  I do that often.  I talked to my dad.  I am trying to continue to move forward.  I pray, asking for help to be the best person I can be.  Isn’t that all we can ask for as we take one day at a time?

If you can, spend time in a bucket.  Look up at the cloudless sky and give thanks.  Ask for the awareness to help you with whatever battle you are fighting.

Don’t forget your sunscreen.

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