Recharging after my afternoon.

Whew! After the kind of day I had, I needed to lay down and just be for a moment. Not because I was completely tired, but because I’ve been doing so much and giving so much of myself. Sometimes a quick recharge is all it takes. Just me, my phone, something peaceful playing, and my thoughts winding down from a long, full day.

Today I helped take care of my grandma—bringing her dishes out to the dishwasher, clearing out the bottles and cans, getting her drinks and opening them up for her when she needed it. It’s something small, but it matters. She’s always done so much for all of us.

And then there was dinner, starting up the dishwasher, answering emails, helping folks who reached out to me privately, staying in touch with people I care about, and even sending Jenna Hildebrand a long-overdue message to thank her for the beautiful photos she sent. I told her I saved them on my phone—they’re that special.

Now, here I am. Reflecting. Unwinding. Letting myself breathe a bit.

Because no matter how much we do for others, we still need to take care of ourselves, too. This moment? This blog? This is part of that for me.

"Almost everything will work again if you unplug it for a few minutes… including you." — Anne Lamott

 

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  1. JennaAugust 12, 2025 at 8:22 PM

    I appreciate you my sister. Ty for being in my life again

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    1. Kamala from With In.August 12, 2025 at 9:31 PM

      I appreciate you too my sweet awesome sister Jenna and thank you for commenting on my post about winding down after a busy afternoon I really appreciate you too and it sounds like you had a pretty good productive afternoon and daytime to helping your mom with three loads of laundry and Things like that and going to your toast master meeting this evening that does sound like you had a really productive afternoon and I wanna thank you so very much again for being in my life I am so happy that you are back in my life and I love you with all of my heart my sweet awesome sister Jana

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  2. Kamala from With In.August 12, 2025 at 9:32 PM

    I hope you will be able to follow me on my blog now that you are making comments on my post my sweet awesome sister Jenna. I love you with all of my heart my sweet awesome sister Jenna. Now you know all about who I am and what I am in what I can still see even though I am totally blind. I am not talking about Seeing on the outside I'm talking about seeing what's inside. The pictures that my mind takes all the colors that I used to see and showing them to me on what it looks like the outside when it's not really the outside it's on the inside. It's called inner Eyesight my sweet awesome sister Jenna

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