Meditative night.

Babies fed, vacuuming done with the vacuum that sucks and the Nurse and I need to replace.

Chill beats from the kitchen TV.  And I feel nothing but gratitude and certainty.  Thoughts today, knowledge of what comes next.

Some energies, I just realized… I haven’t thought about them in some time.  Like, a long time.  Who are they.  Are they significant anymore??

NO.

Mom and Dad on their way to Germany.  A river cruise.

I promised myself that the Nurse and I, SOON.  I’m done waiting for anything.

And none of these devils are going to stall and single puny parcel in my plan.

I laugh, ‘cause I know they’ll try.

I know, I should watch what I say.  Have “clean hands”, even though others have blood on their from cutting this write ad nauseam.

Texting the Nurse – “You are a rare, delicious, healing magic…. Trying to understand my luck.”

Calm.  Babies upstairs, all fed and happy and smiling, giving me hugs, all three of them… and me here questioning my luck.  Or fortune.  How is this my life?

NO APOLOGIES.

Not tonight…

Read that.

Feel it.

Understand it, devil…

Or don’t.  I’m happy.

So, yeah… I’m good.