My Human Sign.

I was a little discouraged just this past night.

A dear friend had called to wish me a Happy Mother's Day. And though our conversations are generally always something I look forward to with great heart and great love...well, I think even the best of friends, at times, can find they have a little hill to climb.

And, oh what a hill.

Oh, I know my friend meant no harm. It was just that the energy of that moment became a little too much for this tired heart to handle.

I am human, after all. And if you had asked me a year ago the very same question, I doubt his words would have bothered me much at all.

Being sick is not always so easy. And being sick when you look well—that can be its own challenge, too.

And though, these eyes may sparkle a smile in return—it doesn't mean, there's not a tear tucked away somewhere deep inside.

And when I smile back to you—you don't see my worry that the yard has become just a bit overgrown.

Or, that the trash cans are now too heavy for me to move to the curb in time for tomorrow's pickup.

Oh, but there's always a story behind every human spirit—something tucked away much deeper inside.

Wouldn't life be so much easier, if we could all just take a moment to pause and to read each others' 'signs'?

I'll just bet there wouldn't be quite so many 'hills' to climb.

namaste and much love today...and take a few extra minutes to read through all of those 'signs.'