Day Thirty Eight

I'm having a tough time with this. Yesterday I panicked that I am running out of people. That's ridiculous, of course. I have a huge family and lots of friends and a whole lot of people yet to meet. I'm worried about expressing love to people. I'm worried about the things they will think of me. I'm worried that I won't make a difference. I'm worried that I have to take it down a notch. Here we go with diminishing myself so that other people won't be uncomfortable. Aaaaah!

Yesterday ran away with me and I didn't write a letter. So today I wrote two. I wrote to my old college roommate who is the single mother of two adopted children with special needs. We hadn't really kept in touch until I moved to CA, where she lives. Whenever I got the update on her life and fully comprehended what she goes through on a daily basis, I was speechless. Speechless and so grateful that I do not have the same challenges. So, I wrote to her and told her how amazing she is. I hope she takes the time to acknowledge just how incredible and how lucky her children are to have her.

I also wrote to my good friend here in CA. She is a very special person, committed to taking herself on every day. I admire her courage and heart.