Practice.

A big glass of red wine on the counter beside me, Brandi Carlile blaring in the background, and I am making dinner. And for the first time in months, I can be in the moment and feel the blade of the knife moving, my mind racing ahead to think of the next meal that I will be cooking for my friend tomorrow. It's both wonderful and scary. I am both thankful to feel an interlude of peace and normalcy, and scared that this could mean things are moving forward. These contradictory feelings of being paralyzed and being pushed forward.

It was a gorgeous sunny day in Seattle yesterday. It was almost 60 degrees, and you could sit in the sun without a coat. Bliss. in February. And so it was perfect to be spending the glorious day with people I hold close to my heart, sharing wine, trading stories, and enjoying each others company. They were helping me to practice for an upcoming wine trip. To help me to remember that I am an individual, still able to enjoy the same experiences that always brought me happiness. Gotta love your friends!