Day Seven. Man, time flies.
I am really grateful to have my mentors, the Elders, around. Being as young as they are, they have been my comfort zone that I can go to. And being as busy as they are, they manage to provide me soothing words that I need. Yesterday we talked about my anxiety, my worries about what is happening, and one thing I’ve overlooked from the whole thing is: I am not alone.
“Sri Hicks, go pray”.
Short message that stopped my in my track of worrisome and put everything on hold to talk to the Lord.
As the afternoon rolls in, I can hear my husband’s cutting grass in the front yard. Windows are open and the ceiling fan sends cool breeze around the room. My cat sleeps in one corner of my bed, my son footsteps in the hardwood kitchen floor. I am not alone. I am surrounded by things that I love and people who loves me. Why am I worry?
I am counting my blessings.
Worries slowly subsides, excitement walks in.