foggy

 misty

slight drizzle of rain

cold has arrived

this November night

appearance of normal when I pull back the sheers

lights of the intersection bleary and stained

quiet

silent

seems almost strange

movement little

as if paralyzed

~ Dances With Terri  11/21/11 ~

Sometimes,

anticipation

 lets me down

Almost as if a grieving process in fast forward

there is shock

then muted anger

a little "why me"

then "let it go"

and forgiveness

Feels good

to have hope restored

Silly...

that I will anticipate

the same thing(s)

again

~ Dances With Terri  11/21/11 ~

Mostly I read for enjoyment.  Once in a while, I read to submerge...to engage myself with something other than what overwhelms or maybe troubles me.  Therapy!  Tonight, I found this and tomorrow life resumes!!

"The great thing about getting older is that you don't lose all the other ages you've been."

~Madeleine L'Engle~

Yesterday, I turned 51.

And I am still, dancing!