Thanks for reaching out after that last post–the one that held a heavy bag of negative stuff. After some more time away–just a couple of days with kind and mutually nurturing people, my faith in humanity is restored and my heart is full. Re-entry into RealJob after Spring Break is always bumpy, but there’s a good buffer of happy in the hopper and there’s too much to try to do in this life.
Still trying to figure out how best to cope with the bad in the least hurtful way by noting some lessons learned. Here are my first two: (1) some people assume the racist thing they witnessed you experiencing is the only racist thing that’s ever happened to you–ever. (2) I am not responsible for their comfort. [I wasn’t prepared for the myopia of (1) and it’s been quite freeing to come to the conclusion of (2).]
As I said, I found a safe space; I gave of myself; and was loved in return. So it’s lately felt okay to move forward, albeit quietly and with eyes wide open.
Greying/graying is ongoing over here. And some colorful things will be ready to debut soon. How about some more snow? A new label maker? A new project? And an old one?
Next time I hope to have a finished non-grey/gray quilt to show. And I hope next time is really soon.