My husband has been very upset with since last Tuesday. Friday, he called my possessions “junk” and yesterday he said that I never feel good. Junk makes me nervous because I don’t want to be a hoarder of trash, or anything for that matter. Never feeling good is a throw back to my grandmother who was a hypochondriac. Needless to say, I needed to recenter so this morning, I’m enjoying breakfast on the back deck!
Joyful Healing, Dogs and Quilts 