The weather continues its gloomy cold spell (20-something), today is the sixth anniversary of my mother's death, and I admit it, I'm low energy and missing my mother.
My knees and hips ache so I relegated myself to the T'ai Chi Chih practice stool today. As I sat through practice I watched tiny bits of frozen moisture (sneet?) float earthward. No, it wasn't snow. It wasn't rain. And it didn't accumulate on the ground. Even so, it looked cold and that was enough to keep me inside until it was time to leave for work.
So, with my practice done I'll greet my workday with calm equilibrium. (At least that's my hope). I'm open to whatever the day may bring....
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