Everything is white and clean. The chill air calms my nerves and allows me to function longer and better. Summer heat and its resulting fatigue are only a memory. Everything smells lovely; cocoa and cider, cookies, and homemade bread. Taste is still a journey with part of my tongue numb, but I can enjoy the good stuff. A side benefit is that cookies don't taste quite the same, so I don't eat as many. I rest more, take it easy and slow. I'm more patient and willing to take my time with things.
A snowstorm has hit this week and today I woke up to find everything white. We can't even see the city on the east bench of the valley. Flurries continue to swirl and all I feel is safe and warm. Not everything is perfect, I don't need it to be. There are perfect moments of joy and that is more than enough. What a glorious journey life is.
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