Gratitude Snapshot

Sitting at my desk, mellow and comfortably in the middle of my bipolar spectrum, Emmett’s tail touches my leg in a whisper.  Rhythmic, gentle, it asks for attention.  But his little bowl holds fresh food, so I wait, knowing my non-answer will send him to investigate.

Our communication is easier without Henry.  While I still miss my Companion, I give thanks for this time with Emmett—to offer him more and to open to his lessons.

There is only Today, this Moment—the quiet of a Sunday morning, the rumble of a train, a clock ticking, the faintest whiff of vinegar from my cleaning lady’s efforts.

The air conditioner kicks on.  Time to settle into a project for the day.

10 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Diarist
    Sep 15, 2019 @ 12:19:57

    I had a ZX Spectrum


  2. Nan Mykel
    Sep 15, 2019 @ 12:57:19



  3. Writer Lori
    Sep 16, 2019 @ 04:46:56

    Love this quiet interlude with Emmett, Sandy. Hope you had a productive day…🥰


  4. Kiki
    Sep 17, 2019 @ 13:04:58

    ALL of this is SO utterly beautiful and peaceful. You are SO GOOD! 🙂


  5. kirizar
    Sep 18, 2019 @ 21:30:28

    I love the green-green card. (I tried using “greeness” but spellcheck says it isn’t a word! Dang it.) I hope your bit of sky comforts and sustains you. Until another weather front supplants it.)

    Gads, I’m typoing left and right. Better go to sleep now. G’night.


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