Sitting With Sadness

This morning sadness is visiting my heart. 

I am not sure why it came knocking...

COVID..the holidays approaching..a cancelled trip home..

It's weird. Everything is aligned in my life. My daughter is in a good place..my dog is still alive..I am surrounded by the best people..positive energy..

Yet, there is that little nagging. That little piece of unsettled in my soul.

This morning I sit with it. I feel it to the core. I let it visit.

I want to hug my daughter..I want to drink coffee in mom's living room..

Instead I sit at my table, little teary eyed, and just breathe.

The feelings..the emotions.. they come in waves over us. I used to like numb. I did not allow myself to feel even the good because that meant I would have to feel the hard stuff. It helped me make it through. Survival mode.

So much growth. So much stronger.

Over the past few years I have learned to allow my heart to open..experience the anger, the joy, the silly, the hurt, the sad, and the happy.

It is hard. So hard. Breathing in and accepting the uncomfortable. 

Letting go.

Today on this page I will allow sadness to be written. I know it will pass. It is just a visitor....