
I feel like a putz. I have friends who have lost their homes, without even the time to rescue a few pictures. Others are still in the middle of it, fighting to save theirs. Fires and smoke are everywhere. I may be breathing the smoke but I'm not burning... And here, all my petty concerns.
It's all relative of course. And it just came to me that much of my grief right now is related to what others are going through also, so I'm not a total self-absorbed narcissus.
And regardless of the huge and greater loss of others compared with all that I have to be incredibly grateful for, my load has been heavy lately and whether I like it or not, I've been buckling under the weight.
So I pick myself up once again and deal with what beacons me, doing my best to focus on the love all around me. There is a lot.

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Love you and send big, huge, heartfelt hugs.
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