I awoke at 2am;
not unusual.
Tucked my pillows under my arm and rolled from bed with a much needed call for courage;
‘This is the day the Lord has made….’
This is the day ‘my pillows’ are no longer mine.
This is the day my feet hit the deck just outside the front door to ‘go forth’-
not to go and return.
This is the day my preciously maintained white towels enter into the ‘come what may’
of someones
rag bag
This is the day my coffee pot,
favorite wine glass,
king bed sheets (will we ever see a king size bed again?! ahhhhh…..)
herb pot,
Bath and Body Works Kitchen Spice hand soap,
10lb hand weights,
and yes, even
laundry basket,
make their way to corners of other people’s garage,
closet,
space.
The last of me.
Given.
Emptied out.
All that’s been mine,
acquired and loved,
held fast and
treasure for 20+ years,
sold,
given,
stored,
set aside.
Today.
I am counting courage in ounces.
I’ll take every last drop.
In love. Trish
NOTE: The categories tagged for this post include ‘abundance’. I hope those reading recognize I am not lamenting loss of stuff, but looking forward to what is to come. Courage isn’t sought to better give up, but to best accept Blessed. xo Hope you stay to come along on this journey with me, so that in a month, year, decade, we’ll be sharing in where Courage has taken me~