The long way home

Today was tough. Grief will take you where she will and it best to go with it. Tomorrow is another day.

I feel tried, flat, drained, and sad. I did my best at work and after errands and attending to what needed my attention at home, I had a Nana nap.

I fancied a longer and quieter trip home. I found a stall with home grown feijoas. Another I'll swing by with cash.

Today's gratitude: For the gratitude I felt afresh when I recalled that I know my Dad loves me. That is not every daughter's legacy.