Finding space in between–
Nothing short of a miracle..
Open gestures swaying back and forth
The wind is cutting the leaves outside like a chef cuts his food
Slicing gently, but ever so purposefully…
I am here, wondering how I will fit my thoughts on this white page as I fit my life together moment by moment
Day by day….
Back and forth, to and from
Meetings, google, lunch dates and phone calls that never get returned…
I have so little space to share right now
I as full as a whale who just had dinner…
Space is hard to find when you are a mother of three..a person existing in this modern day…
While living OUT LOUD I feel lucky to find moments to collect, to gather…and finding myself not willing to give up the….IN BETWEEN….
Phone calls can wait and houses will be eventually be cleaned–in the mean time….
… the space I have I give to my own…
I love all those who love me–
I just don’t have space to share–
Unless that space is..