From beginning to end: just one week

This week started out in an unusual fashion: I was off work for the MLK, Jr. holiday, and attended the funeral of a high school friend. My week started off very sad. It was so hard to see the faces of our high school group, tear stained, sad, and confused. The service was lovely, and included communion. As I walked down the aisle and looked at those in the pew, I kept expecting to see John sitting in the pew, as I was seeing all of his friends and family. It was very confusing. I taught yoga later that same day, and felt held and reassured by watching the efforts of the students. The days pressed on, and work always feels normalizing. Seeing the faces of my college students brings hope, smiles, hugs. Also this week I took Mom to the eye doctor, and felt able to check another appointment off the list for her. I've reveled in the mundaneness of watching Kate and Scott play angry birds on our iTouches. Doing nothing can often feel like doing something really great. I went to yoga, expecting to see my teacher but seeing a friend teach instead and seeing her belly grow with a beautiful steadiness that brings a sweet smile to my face. Soon, a new baby. This morning I found out a car insurance violation ticket was dismissed. No federal court for me Monday morning and later today I took Kate to gymnastics and love being new to the gym and for now, anonymous... affording me a chance to play my own games on my iTouch :) and tonight I visited with one of my BFFs for over 3 hours with only an occasional interruption by my child. Over five days, a depth and breadth of emotion and activity that is called life. This week, fairly well lived.