I myself, in keeping with this "being enough" thing, have selected the prompt that goes with our Yuletide gift of the human spirit for December 30, wisdom. We light the 10th candle, dark blue, and say, "Midnight blue is for wisdom, the understanding that comes with age, trial and experience."
I've gone for a golden shovel, and I guess I'm hoping that Himself won't read the blog this week. (If you do, DD, forgive me as I forgive you for making me the person I am today. **hugs!**)
Aging in Place
Long after midnight
flashing red burns blaring over his blue.
This is panic, not peace; it is
no substitute for
wisdom.
His edges are blurred but not soft. The
lengthy predawn texts bring understanding:
that
for some, more of the same comes
with
age,
that what was always a trial is still a trial,
and
Catherine Flynn @ Reading to the Core, who needs a bye this month
Molly Hogan @ Nix the Comfort Zone
Linda Mitchell @ A Word Edgewise
Margaret Simon @ Reflections on the Teche