Saturday, July 5th
Today has been fruitful! I made a pot of coffee and drank a couple cups with Jay, which is about my favorite thing in the world to do. He worries a lot about me,of course, and I wish there was something I could do to alleviate that, but there isn't. If you love someone, you worry about them Some people can worry about others and somehow contain it, as though their life is like St Teresa if Avila's Interior Castle, and they can place that worry in a room in the Interior Castle and close the door on it awhile. I can't do that, and I never could. The worry is like a little beast on my shoulder, not an unkind beast but a beast nonetheless, who pats on my shoulder periodically lest I forget to worry! I think Jay is like that, I sense that about him. In the meantime, the wee in beast doesn't tire of reminding me to worry! I used to spend at least an hour nightly praying for the well being and safety of my nieces and nephews in particular,...
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