I have painted Christmas cards for most of the day. About noon I walked down to the mailbox and as I was looking through the stack of mail, found a small package addressed to me. I had bought some of the kids books for Christmas so I just thought one them came through the mail. I was wrong.
The book was for me. But there was no name or indication of who had sent it. The title of the book, Women Rowing North. I took a few minutes to read the introduction, it is an amazing book.
It is written by a therapist on aging as a woman in our society. This book came at the perfect time.
My path is changing. Cutting back on my classes at work is going to allow me to do some things I have wanted to do for a long time. Even though on paper, my work hours are not that much, I spend an enormous amount of time working on class notes, handouts, meditation cds, and taking continuing education classes so that I am the best teacher I can be. Teaching only one day a week at the addiction center, I believe will free up more time and energy for me.
I have spent many years giving freely of myself to those in pain and need. I am not burned out, but I am depleted. It is time to refill my well.
After checking in with a couple of friends privately to see if they had sent the book, I posted a Thank You on FB. A long time friend admitted she had sent it. She will never know how much this kind gift meant.
Rick and I are tired. Time for hot tea and bed.
Good night, sweet dreams
Saturday, December 7, 2019
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I'll have to be on the look out for that book. Encouragement for those of us growing older is badly needed. Every mile in old age seems like 3. I'm so glad you decided to cut back now while you can still enjoy the time you have. Many wait too long until illness or disability makes them do so
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