Have a lovefest with my family and friends…order food, play music, and make sure they all have the opportunity to say what they want to me and to hear what they want from me.

I am always grateful for the many people who show caring and humanity during dark times. It is in them I find life’s purpose.

What Ive learned but usually have a tough time implementing: focusing on regret gets you stuck. Look at, let it go, then keep moving on.

I set my intention to be an open vessel for spirit to work through me.

My body automatically reacts to chaos by calming way down. When I was younger my house was tumultuous, and I used to dissociate when under severe stress. I think that’s why my body quiets. Luckily though now that im older, I can still stay present. So that’s an example of something good being cultivated out of something bad.

My mother. She’s 83 and missing my brother terribly. He passed from stomach cancer a year ago. He was a musician and they often watched the Grammy awards together. I just got a puppy yesterday, so I think we will visit her and watch some of the awards show with my mom. This was not my plan until I saw today’s daily question.

Now… I can put down my smartphone and be still in the silent dark morning.

Deeply listening, asking questions, and then following up with a gesture or gift that lets them know I heard.

I asked my son once who was the happiest person he knew. His reply: “You are, Mom. You just won’t admit it.” Underneath complaints is joy.

That’s funny! You’re right. Btw, Kevin, I tried to see your photographs but the link which sent me to “picturetrail” said that account was deleted. Didn’t want you to think I didn’t check it out or didn’t comment.

Kevin, is there a way I can see your photographs? Something tells me they’re going to be inspiring.

I love this response…turning the other cheek is a wonderful way to interpret this question. I can do that today.

Thank you for your kind response.

Tell me, Nancy, why do i get caught up in so much nonsense when that which you describe is there for us every day?

That sounds like a wonderful way to start the day!

I just read your article. I was wondering how to describe my experience with trees…you did it for me. I will forevermore think of trees as “silent, towering sentinels.”

The best advice i got when i was sick was to start each day with a good cry. I did. Every day. I thought about what I lost and how unfair it was and sobbed and sobbed. And then after that, I actually was able to enjoy parts of my day. Kathy, don’t try to deny that you’re hurting. But beyond that, there is hope. Good luck finding it.

Good luck on the road ahead.

I heard this once: Sometimes there’s only so much we can do, but have to do that much.