Today, I am thankful for new roots.
How hard it is to escape from places. However carefully one goes they hold you - you leave little bits of yourself fluttering on the fences - like rags and shreds of your very life. ~Katherine Mansfield
I've resisted putting down new roots in Colorado, thinking that we would soon move to another state or country. Yet, here I am, attending a church I like, joining a horticultural art club and looking for a volunteer opportunity that will sustain me for the next few months.
Still, the roots are young and fragile - not yet established. If they survive the hot, dry summers and the coldest winters of my life, perhaps we'll remain in this house, in this city for a few more years.
For this blessing, I am grateful.