car to be present to someone who is hurting that i love. what to do?
some days it feels there is a hundred things i could do – and i feel pulled in a million directions. today i was reminded of this poem that i wrote in a parking lot a year ago. on these days – when i am trying to figure out exactly where to turn, this poem speaks to me. so, it felt time to share….maybe it will speak to you too, in the middle of your full day. 