365. A Year in a Minute
Almost a month ago I wrote about the length of a minute—and how it’s longer than you think. It may be true also of days and years. Today marks the end of my posting every day for a year. It doesn’t seem that long ago when I started. And yet there were times when I was saying to myself, “How long is this going to go on? And what in the world will I post for today?” But it did go on and my 80th year has passed. I have posted my stories, my songs, my poems, my opinions, and it has been richness for me, remembering them all.
And surprise! Here’s another day and the beginning of more—the start to my 81st year. The shift was seamless and one more day is wonder-filled. Nothing is the end and nothing is the beginning – it just is!
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there was an old woman
who lived in her space
and skittered through clouds
to just look around
she laughed at convention
and cried at the war
and saved little stories to
explain her one life
