Hope everyone is well and getting through their days.
I plan to blog more after this week. My dad had major surgery today and my dog is slowly dying from an infection.
Struggling a bit right now, but trying to roll with the punches. Went to yoga tonight and have been painting when PTSD anxiety and grief overwhelm me.
Humor struck me tonight as I climbed out of the car and grabbed my bright pink yoga mat. An inflated hospital glove lay on the pavement beside the driver’s side. It looked like an inflated hand. My Yin yoga instructor said, “It must be a universal high five.” Yep, must of been. My dad came out of surgery safely.