Davit,
Great prayer. Good timing. I was feeling a bit down. I was thinking how some people are born writers, musicians, etc. their craft just flows from them. And then I took a look at my life and how empty it feels and that I blew it by not following my dream of being a successful psychologist, self esteem way to low, bottom of the barrel. When I had my counseling practice(after I finally healed in many ways) it flowed from me the same way it flowed from an artist. but, life happens, unforeseen events create changes and so on and so forth.
And then I opened to the poem you posted. I've been puting it off, and I will make sure I follow thru tomorrow and call the volunteer ofc at the hospital and start doing more for others and/or the suicide hotline (to volunteer, that is!). I know it will help lift the part of my depression related to achievements.
To the topic - holiday was just my husband and myself. made a roast and stuffing (stuffing more important then turkey anyday!) and apple crumble(yum). nice and realxing. then on Saturday, we raked hours worth of leaves - what a blast - now I remember why children love to jump in piles of leaves - it's so soft and fluffy and they go flying everywhere!
both parents are deceased. son in NY with his dad's family. my sister and I haven't spoken in almost 7 years. before that we tried to be friends and it lasted only a year. before that year we hadn't spoken for four years, and so on and so forth. so, this time, I decided i'll have compassion for her from afar, but will no longer allow myself to be abused by her. And it's been like that since early childhood.
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