Quite a contrast, to where my life is focused these days. A dear friend is in hospice care; at age 67, is she ready to let go? And I am about to head out to visit a friend hospitalized last night with pneumonia and a massive heart attack; at age 92, is she ready to let go? I don’t know; they don’t know. I continue to be amazed at the tenacity of human beings to hold onto life, whether they feel God’s presence or not.
I love picturing my sisters buzzing about DC, and I’m looking forward to a sisters’ trip in March with them. The universe needs balance: of life energy and letting go energy; of museums and hospice beds; of talking and listening. My sister and I also part of the balance.