It’s a late night edition of Sunday Morning Coffee Musings because as soon as I titled this blog, literally, the snowball of not so good things occurred. So, here I sit, not at my own home or in my own bed typing. I pondered if I should change the title and express my current state of mind and feelings. However, I thought about a book I read that said you can hold more than one feeling at a time. So, let’s not talk about the negative so much tonight. I can write that tomorrow in my journal. Let’s talk about holding on to good.

I had a wonderfully successful day as a vendor at a festival yesterday. As many of you know I suffer from Rheumatoid Arthritis Disease and a myriad of other things. Yet, I am here for life! I had help from a good friend to load and unload things and to help me set up and break down things. My daughter went out to pick up dinner because after these events I am done! Back spasms and whatever else the body does. But, I had so many good moments yesterday.

I arrived early and the driver that pulled up next had a familiar face. We ended up as vendors right next to each other. On the other side of me was a really nice couple and family from Texas that sells some amazing lemonade and crave worthy snacks. She left me a treat in my booth as we were packing up. I met so many wonderful people. I had great conversations, laughter, and good food. The weather was perfect for the festival with mild 80s and a cool breeze all day long. I had a nice comfy bed to lay in and yes, medication for my back spasms. I rested fully last night. All of that is some good to hold onto. You know, how it makes you feel in those moments is real life.

Yes, challenges swirled around me yesterday and I navigated them quite well. Proud of me. But today brought its own concerns and battles. But I want to hold onto the that moment I woke up and gave thanks for being alive. I want to hold onto fixing my coffee and as it was brewing I stepped onto my back porch. I did a 6 minute morning yoga routine from YouTube and it helped my stiffness. I felt the breeze on my skin and the warm sun on my back. It felt as if the sun was giving me a hug. I hold onto to sitting there on my antique iron patio furniture looking at a backyard that needs cutting but so distracted by nature. A robin, the squirrels (whom are my enemies), and the visit of a bluebird so glorious in color and detail I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was larger than what I was used to seeing.

That 30 minutes or so of my day was the best part of my day and I simply want to stay there in the midst of my current situation. Maybe, tomorrow I will be able to rest fully. No, I will be able to rest tomorrow. And I will take Tuesday, too. I will get my two days. My time that the locust have eaten will be restored Monday and Tuesday. I speak it. I command it. I pray calmly for it to be.

~Nikki