December 28, 2016 in The Richness of Each Day, December 2016

Wondering what experience will be the best today, writing here as I am, before noon, and realizing that my sense of wanting to know what is ahead is valuable, because it sets the scene within to a theme of hope and of interest in life ahead. So different from when Kermit first died, Then each day was simply another 24 hours to get through.

I shared this idea with the widows in a closed group for widows on FB today. Maybe another woman will be as enriched by this little exercise as I have been. It could happen.