On this fine Mothers day it seems like there was a Sweet Spirit about the town. With the exception of one bespectacled skinny little man docent at the Phillips Collection, people seemed like someone had just give them a fat hug. Everyone was so pleasant today. Not say people are not nice here. But seems to run extremes of nice and very crabby. Today, there was no extreme, just a gentle pillow of kindness.
People were wandering around in pairs and almost every guy I have seen has been carrying flowers. How cool is that! It feels like God has put a little extra grace over the city today.
Looking pretty tired today, but see those flowers?. . .they are both for one of the new mommies in my building. . . hanging at work on Sunday night.
Truly just hoping this isn't a temporary grace. So refreshing! Like a hug from your mom and big glass of water with lemon in it, all at one time. Still making frustrating decisions like which bills to pay and which to hold off and ride a late charge on. . . could use some grace on that. But for these 5 minutes I feel like it will get taken care of somehow.
Song for the road. .
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