This is me at the dog park in Austin. Meet, Kobe, my grand dog. Krista, my sweet daughter is near, ( not a pic day ). I am in Heaven. My head is quiet. my heart big. In the words of my nana, “It is a glorious day.” I am in my element. My light is coming home. Thanksgiving with Orlando, Krista, Danny and his parents was loving and relaxed.Miguel and Care were sadly missed. Travel plans are helping their absence. Heart connections can transport us to magical places.

Conundrum, heading back to the house. I breathe in compassion exhale anxiety. The fear starts to grow in the basement of me. I am shrinking. I feel small, I am disappearing into the place when you receive that phone call that turns your life dark in a New York second. My logical brain feels mushy. When did I fall into this Black Forest without a compass?

The crew are still working, walls are going up, the electrical wiring is being perfected, and Orlando wants to put down the tile himself. One of the guys tells me that he and his group are relocating from Florida. They definitely will have work for three years, just in my neighborhood.

Now is the time to grow for real. This is the reason that I am me. I will not abandon myself. I will pave the way. It is not just me, all Moms can lift Volkswagens for their kids. We need to believe in good, and spiritual support, angels, our family and our family of friends. I have to take care of the little girl inside of me, stop terrorizing her. I have a tribe. I am loving and loved. I’ve got this, ( learned that from my bad A coach, Jenn ). I have a sweet husband and incredible kids who make the world a better place. What a glorious day.