Like autumn leaves turning color, falling to expose naked branches, I see the green, golden, and red leafy reminders of the same word everywhere I turn.
When I was with Angel Boy 2.0, we stood in the forest and I picked up handfuls of maple leaves, tossed them high into the air and we laughed as they gently floated down around us.
“More! More!” he squealed. “AmmahAmmah, MORE!” And so I did. And the moment was even more precious as he raced away clutching one of them to keep for the walk home.
The word I see and hear everywhere is FORGIVEness.
On social media, in emails, songs I hear over and over again, in a seemingly random manner or maybe not so random, right?
And this old song, “Heart of the Matter”…is it time to pay attention, to really LISTEN to that inner voice?
I spent the entire day with one of my oldest friends. We had lost touch for many years but picked up the thread as if it were only hours between chats, and not the chasm of time that separated us.
It was my fault. I wasn’t there for her when she needed me. I apologized and she forgave me.
So simple. True. Honest. Authentic.
Here are three of my favorite things to celebrate and be grateful for on this kind of overcast and cloudy Sunday.