That’s how I started my day. Not with something healthy or diet-friendly, oh no. A sticky, crisped-up roll of gluten and sugar and fat, tempered with spice. Yum! That and a hot cup of coffee make me a happy camper. I see salad in my future, for the sake of a semblance of balance.
Today, I’ll continue with the training I’m completing. As I do so, I’m joining with wonderful people from all around northern California. Being in their company is as comforting as enjoying a warm cinnamon roll. They are caring, generous people, all learning how to comfort and guide people as they approach their final chapters in this life. I am so fortunate to be in their company!
It’s a serious business, this midwifing of souls, but the time is also filled with laughter and tenderness as we learn to drop our defenses to meet vulnerable people right where they are. It’s a challenge for which I am deeply grateful.
So today, after starting with a not-so-nutritious breakfast, I’ll try to put my sugar-addled brain to work. I’ll nourish my body with a healthy lunch as I nurture my soul with new helping skills, and I’ll enjoy the sweetness of those alongside me.
I am so grateful for new opportunities like I have today to learn, to grow as a human, and to prepare to serve those whose days don’t usually start with a warm cinnamon roll.
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