I've wanted to be at Richard's house (a lot) more than usual this week since I received bad news about my Dad and his health this week. I feel nurtured and cared for when I'm at his house. I'm working here while he is at work. His ex wife and son live here too- upstairs. It's a big house and they have their own kitchen upstairs. But we do use the same laundry room and of course we run into each other coming and going. She asked me who does my roots, so I explained to her how I do them myself between visits to the hair dresser. We have basically the same hair color, so I'm sure it will be fine for her. Richard is stopping on the way home to pick up steaks!
The key to life is in being fully engaged and peacefully detached simultaneously and authentically in each moment.