Yesterday—Sunday to be exact—serenity came close to playing hide and seek with my sensitive nature as Andi and Michael packed up, as planned and drove back to their condo (situated several blocks from our desert home).
Actually, their original plan was to leave on Saturday until we four readily agreed that sharing an additional day in paradise offered everyone’s sense of happiness sound reason to widen heartfelt smiles, all around.
For obvious reasons, I chose not to mention the departure of our dearest friends within yesterday’s post so as to spotlight my choice to savor the tranquil, yet fleeting nature of serenity.
Perhaps, my intuitive voice coached my processor to concentrate yesterday’s thoughts ‘soully’ upon serenity in hopes of protecting my sensitivities from experiencing separation anxiety after Andi and Michael’s departure.
Upon reflection, I believe cancer and separation anxiety rub up against each other as abrasively as would the grit of sandpaper against a cheese grater, and if that’s true then it stands to reason that my assumption concerning the protective guidance of my intuitive powers must be on target, because—my sense of irritability proved nil.
You see, while wishing our dearest friends an easy six hour drive across blistering hot desert terrain, I’d actually felt a sense of contentment wash over me, anew, as thoughts of David’s imminent arrival filled my awareness with anticipatory gladness concerning our good fortune to enjoy yet another balmy Sunday in Paradise with beloved family.
Then, with an imaginary wave of my positively focused wand, overhead, I clearly felt the gentle flutter of fairy wings caress my cheek as these magic words whispered through the air—separation anxiety be gone …
And thus have we witnessed the power of positive thinking deepening my sense of personal contentment so as to have reawakened the magic of my mind where fairy tales of ‘happily ever after’ begin with—‘Once upon a time’…
🧚🏽Annie
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