A place
- to be safe
- to be warm and cool.
- to have my solitude when the time is right.
- to have a bed where I can lay down and take a nap, with the sun streaming inon me.
- that has windows for the kittens to look out and survey their world.
- where people can talk to me while I cook, or I can talk to them while they cook.
- that has a place to share in doing art, projects, games and all.
- that has a great big chair to sit in and watch TV and blog away.
- that has windows to open and let the fresh spring or fall breeze rush through my room.
- that has a window and a porch or deck to watch the sunset from.
- to plant my Iris and maybe a field of daffodils.
- that has a lot of light to make my studio come alive again.
- that has lots of privacy where I can run around with or without.
- the warmly welcomes guests, friends and family.
- with a fireplace to burn real wood hear the crackle and smell the smell.
- with a nearby church that has bells that ring.
- with view of of nature from every window....deer, rabbits and other vermin--snow and all.
And hopefully,
Neighbors to lighten the load.
Friends to share the burdens.
And above All...LOVE that is felt every day.
I am so grateful that this change is possible for me. My aging is beginning to show. I know that only when we get older are we bold enough to admit to our frailty and our dependence. I hope God gives me the power to do it gracefully, lovingly and non-judgmentally. So help me Y'all.
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