Autumn Still

These last few months were spent discovering what I am made of. I could have done without it. It was not pretty.

It felt like a series of gut punches featuring endings that cumulated with a teetering on the brink. This left all in the family breathless. That saying about crap coming in threes – no exaggeration!!

I am, however, still standing. I was blessed with the strength to pull back from the brink. And for this, I am thankful it is autumn still.

autumn leaves

nestle in blue skies

as winter nears

Pat

11/22/21

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