Back in March it was determined I wasn’t essential and my life changed.

I fought it then accepted it. New normal.

But I am essential to my friends who count on a cheery word.

My Artist Way recoverees. I have enjoyed healing with you.

My Hubby who enjoys my company.

The cats who have no thumbs so could not feed themselves.

The plants (why did we buy so many?) who are counting on me to quench their thirst.

My clients who are coming back one by one.

My self who never once believed I wasn’t essential just essentially reinvented.