Many moons ago, a friend — whose opinions I generally respected and valued — one day said to me "Bloom where you're planted!"

It came to me in the middle of one of my many diatribes about all the things that were wrong about my life... and it actually annoyed me ever so much because it felt like I was expected to simply accept that everything around me had pretty much turned to shit, and kept turning to shit... and a good bit of my awareness was keenly tuned into the fact that THIS. WAS. NOT. WHERE. I. WAS. SUPPOSED. TO. BE!!!

It was a good decade two decades before I came to understand that the meaning of that statement was not about accepting my situation (which WAS truly fncked up) but about planting metaphiorical flowers in the tiny corners of good, which invariably were everywhere.

I'm glad you have Jude, as a point of balance and grounding! Sounds like he's growing into an amazing young man... and I love that his favorite color is green; the green of the Heart Chakra, no doubt. Hard to believe he was "just a kid" when our paths first met...

Enjoy and value those beautiful moments... for sometimes they are all we have.

And take care of you, OK?

xo