These Days

Today I woke up on the verge of tears. I had a good night’s sleep and did not have any dreams, good or bad, that I can remember. Then it dawned on me (literally and figuratively)  – it is the season when my sorrow began! It surprises me how the body and the subconscious know things before we think of them. I am not sure what to do about that nor do I think it will impact how I will choose to respond, but it is what it is!

In the meantime I miss my dad and my husband and crying is my release. Tears fall in the fall.