A different morning

Morning has broken. Unlike the many mornings of this year.

When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad

 
I admit that mind trick has worked for me a few times. Seems lately it doesn’t work quite as well. Maybe I’ve become allergic to whiskers on kittens. No not really, the reason is my caregiver duty has ended. My wife's spirit has left her body. Here’s her obituary if you would like to learn more about this wonderful lady.

 

Here's a couple of songs that I find calming.