Well, I was pretty committed to writing my small stones and then a few busy days okay 12 busy days and I got out of practice. That's not to say I didn't find moments during the last week but I felt that I didn't have time to write them down.
Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.
Mary Jean Irion