I worry.

Covid is causing concern in the province my daughter moved to. I want to call and say, “Be careful.” Instead I’ll make an elixir with frothy, steamed cashew milk

Love wins over hate, even when it applies to yourself.

Next time you miss them so much that you want to crawl in bed for several days, remember, you’ve been there, done that. It didn’t bring her back. It didn’t prove your love. It didn’t make you anything but sad. Try something new. Feed your soul. Put on some Mozart. Listen to Pema Chodron. Make a wonderful, healing drink and enjoy it while sitting in the sunshine.

Sending love.