Picking things up I usually leave right there
mopping
cleaning windows
rugs
I'm even looking at the cats twice
I decided to take a little break
and felt so grateful
to hear the birds singing through my opened windows
to smell that clean fresh smell moving through the house
and remembering
that first decade after my brain injury
when
I couldn't do this
when I couldn't figure out how to mop a floor
or lift anything
or figure out how to fix something like
tightening my clothesline
and while I still have challenges
I have learned how to
pace myself and keep life simple
and then this song came to mind
Oh yeaaaaa......
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