Counting my blessings today. I had a long conversation over coffee this morning with a woman I met at choir practice. She’s about 20 years younger than I am, and her life is a mess — marriage kablowie, estranged from an alcoholic sister, worried about an ailing mother, mixed up with the wrong man. On the plus side, she knows she’s in a hole and is doing her best to stop digging. My role was to listen and make occasional remarks to suggest that her ideas are valid, her thoughts are logical, and life is full of situations that resist understanding. Time well spent, but not the easiest morning I’ve ever had.
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