Thanks for the mini-heart, weaveagarden!
Today I had a headache, and felt strange and disconnected. Maybe it's the eternally grey skies that never seem to clear up. Anyway, I plodded through the day the best I could and, this evening, I broke down and took some ibuprofen. Feeling less pain, now.
My gift today was a call. I phoned my mom to ask her how she's doing. She's a hypochondriac, so I listened to the latest, which is a challenge for me. While I listened, I silently tried to accept and forgive - knowing she is doing the best she can do, given her background. It helped to keep me focused. She's depressed, and I know she likes her kids to stay in touch with her. I hope the call lightened her heart a little. The forgiveness, the "accepting that she's doing the best she can", helped mine.