Busy, busy day.
I am just home in time to fall into bed after spending a bunch of happy, tiring, fulfilling, exhausting, energizing hours working as hard as I could do help as many people as I could.
The day was full of contrasts--sorrows, laughter, and beauty.
There were things not-so-lovely . . .
And things quite lovely . . . .
And life was lived in the spaces between.