Being grateful.

Well, we left Pittsburgh and returned to Hutchinson Island. The weather is cloudy today, but that is fine. John went running. After renting our place for the last two months, it is time to make it “our” place again.

James Taylor is singing softly and I am lighting candles and burning my sage.

I silently talk to my parents as I do these things. It is because of them that we are here. I never forget for a minute that it was their hard work that got us here.

I am grateful.

I am pain-free

Dreams are so vivid and clear for me when I am here. I am closest to God and Heaven while I am on this island.

We are in search of a perfect rug today.

It is all good.




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