Life in the hereafter

so yesterday was funny...not funny...but funny. I did my laundry up at the common house (I'm at the LES Center) and somewhere between locking the Common House door and going to my car, I lost the keys to my cottage and the common house. I have walked up and down that area and the driving trail in the POURING RAIN trying to find those keys. I dumped out my purse and laptop back and shook out all of the clothes I washed and nothing. So we had to get copies this morning. I feel like a bad house guest :-( Anyway, I got a piece finished and started another that's almost finished. Got a lil inspiration from my sweetheart. I realized yesterday that when I see his name on my phone when it's ringing or a text, I go str8 8th grade!!! I start grinning like a fool and get all giddy and excited. It's really pathetic hahahaha. After all these years, he still makes me feel like a school girl. God I love that man!!! I talked to my son this morning and he sang to me. man it makes my raining dreary day much better. I'm sitting here in such a grateful space. I have enjoyed my time here so much. I'm honored to be in this place at this time. I feel like I can go back and face these biopsies and the probability of cancer and it's spread to my lymph nodes. I'm not afraid of it. I am more in tune with myself and my calling and what I need to do.