Tonight, I am struggling a bit to see what I am grateful for. My mother understands my struggle. She’s witnessed me attempting to grasp and live this life from day one.
She may not always be acting the way I wish; and i certainly haven’t made it an easy relationship 24/7. She’s always there; always present.
And she fully opens her heart to all. I am grateful for the relationship I have with her. It teaches me; and it evolves.
I imagine one day we both will find our true Self and live divinely.
Perhaps… we already are.
P.S. This whole post could have been about all my family members. gw