HAPPY DAY TO ALL OF YOU! This week, I’m sending a snippet from my last monthly newsletter. Thanks for reading and pondering the meaning of Mary Oliver’s wonderful poem!
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I WorriedI worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven, Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows Is my eyesight fading or am I just imagining it, Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing. From Swan: Poems and Prose Poems by Mary Oliver. (Thanks to my friend Judy Staples for sending me this poem — so perfect!) Gigi Langer has been clean and sober for 33 years, and holds a PhD in |