…to be kind to oneself.
September was a valley– a friend committed suicide. A loss of direction. I also started flaring again, this time with unprecedented cognitive haze and an overwhelming malaise that washed over each day like the fog that oft hangs over San Francisco.
Yet,
I am thankful for: nourishing friendships–new and old, supportive advisors, the beginning of New England Fall, concerts, cooking, my 23rd birthday.
I am remembering to: count my blessings, cherish my family and friends, play more piano, prioritize that which is truly important and Eternal.
With love,
Lucy