Enjoy the Ride on this Trip Around the Sun

The video below is one of my favorite songs. It's not always easy to remember or to actually enjoy the ride of life. Some times are much more difficult than others. Still, in the end, I am so grateful for what I do have and all that is going on. My father is out of rehab, back in his home and doing great! I am so grateful for that. He's such a strong person. A cool person. A really good person, my Dad. I hope I have the resilience he has as I age. My dear sister in North Carolina is coming home for a short stay in May - my beach partner - a true lover of Nature. My sister Barb was down when Dad first came home and I spent almost every day with she and my Dad at his home, and that was such precious time to me, as we always have some good belly laughs. She is hilariously funny. My oldest sister Bev lives here and doing lots of things for my father. She and I have the same tastes in movies and books and since she worked in the school system in Learning Disabilities, need I say that she is the one I take to every IEP? She is the one who helps me with the ins and outs of the school system for special needs kids. I love all of my sisters dearly. My son is doing so well, in spite of lack of speech, I think his body is finally normalizing. He's eating like a real boy!! We have a doctor who is going to help figure out what's going on. I just know it. I cherish that kid. He has a grandmother who loves him to no end and watches videos and laughs with him. He has a grandfather who adores him. And my husband is the greatest father to him. Liberty goes to the garage to see if he has come home yet each day. I love my job. I would not trade it for the world. I might not look or feel the greatest about myself anymore - I've gone and lost my looks - really been pulled through the knothole with autism and all of its grief and desperation. But, I've emerged stronger. I'm still standing! I'll get my damn roots dyed one of these days.

Easter...marks the 21st anniversary of when I first learned to meditate, in Virginia, and the first time I touched my Spirit so deeply, I was changed forever. That could be an entire book that I might attempt to write someday.

In the meantime, this Easter, the season of renewal, and hope and resurrection and rebirth...I will burn my beloved sister's pink candles she bought for me, and bask in their light, and have a day where I cherish all of my life in all of its ups and downs and joys and hardships. What is that last line in Desiderata, my mother's favorite poem? "With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy."

Yeah, I think so. Try and enjoy your trips around the sun.