my time in the Holy City

I’m in Charleston at my sister in law’s house watching my ten year old niece practicing push ups. I moved here yesterday. It was a smart choice as my friend and mentor’s family came to visit. Our time overlapped one day, it was lovely to see them. It felt like a natural end to our time together. We decided she should be with her family and I should be with mine.
She and I had our sacred time together. So it only makes sense we should have that time with our families too.

My friend and mentor’s boudoir and en suite are now the “Perfect Greige” thanks to Sherwin Williams…and me. She picked me up at the airport and we never stopped working until yesterday after breakfast! The results are magazine worthy! I’m so tired, but I loved every moment of helping her make that house her home.
We were catty. We laughed heartily. We sat quietly with sadness. We drank obscene amounts of wine. We worked hard. We enjoyed our time together fully.
She is handling the death of her beloved with such grace. I am in awe of her. She is feeling everything, accepting each feeling as it happens. She embraces “Sad” as much as she embraces “Joy”. I kind of want to be like her when I grow up.

My niece has moved on to “bowl V’s” and a “lemon squeezer” which pretty much means she’s working her core. I am amazed at what she can make her body do.
We’re waiting for the rest of the family to get out of bed. Her mom is awake, but lying in bed reading the news. Her dad and brother are still sleeping. Scratch that. Her brother is awake, I can hear him sneezing. I guess we’ll begin our day soon. I hear there’s french toast in our future. Yay!

The beach still calls to me…perhaps this afternoon…

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  1. Up until now I’d never heard of the lemon squeeze exercise. After trying it I’m pretty certain I don’t want to hear of it again. Must remember I’m neither 10 years old, nor Captain Kirk,

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