Year Four, Day 85: Teeter-Totter

Today is a teeter-totter day. I have been up. I have been down. But not too long in either direction. I keep trying to find the center.

My physical health is improving. My cough has subsided. I made a nice, big, piping hot pot of congee this morning. My granddaughter loves congee! She was eating it in big spoonfuls, and handfuls, saying, "Mmmm!"

I'm returning to a gluten free diet. And focusing on vegetables. Trying to stay away from meat, fried and processed foods. Lots of water and tea.

I think part of my cough is related to acid reflux. We'll just leave that there. No need to elaborate.

I spent some time with my son at Starbucks this afternoon. I had mint tea. He had a chai tea latte. But mostly we just enjoyed each other's company. His neck was stiff and sore. Amazingly he agreed to let me give him a shoulder and neck massage right there in public! He has matured. A few years ago he would have been most embarrassed.

Part of finding my center is a lot of deep breathing. I am doing that now. Here in the library. In through my nose, out through my mouth. It keeps the negative thoughts from intruding.

It is a mild day. No rain. A gentle breeze. There is a hint of spring in the air. And perhaps a hint of hope.

I am still knitting on my commute to and from Portland. I'm making boot cuffs now. I thought it would be fun to try something new. I'll return to making hats soon. I have a friend that says she would welcome hat donations at the homeless center where she works.

Speaking of homeless, there are people walking around with clipboards in this particular library. They are doing surveys. As I sat down at a computer, a clipboarded woman approached me and asked if I could do a quick survey. I told her I was in a hurry. She said it would only take a minute.

I agreed. She asked me if I would be sleeping on the street tonight.

I told her no. She thanked me for my time.

That was quick!

I'm wondering what the City of Portland will do with the information they gather?

I really am thankful for my life. I have a home. I have family. I have a good career.

I am blessed. And I am keeping the teeter totter in the center today.

Happy Wednesday!

Talk to you tomorrow.

Love,

Zita

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