On Friday night, my husband Michael and I had dinner with two friends who are healthcare professionals in private practice. During the meal, I asked how their patients were doing given the stressful political climate.
Last year I joined a local Facebook group started by a woman who lives in our small town. Members of the group share local news, offer referrals for home repairs, help find lost pets, and make requests for support.
Grief is like a shadow you can’t shake. As I go about my daily routine, one minute I feel normal as I drop packages off at the post office or pick up food at the grocery store. The next, reality hits and I feel bowled over by a wave of sadness that rushes through me.
Last week, while listening to a program about self-care coping strategies, I heard a therapist talk about what she recommends to clients who feel chronically resentful – a harmful, debilitating state of mind.
It's tree-pruning time in New England and I recently spent an afternoon with Jim, our gardener, learning about how to support the trees we've planted in our yard. As it turns out, the care and nurturing of trees can teach us a few things about the care and nurturing of our lives.