I love my comfort foods but am thinking about other kinds of comfort that don’t raise my A1C.

Sunshine, laughter, moonbeams and cleansing tears.A balmy day and a stormy night.

Flowers hiding or available. The shoots that are a promise of Spring.

Music. Sad and sweet. New or familiar. Sing along or just listen.

Walking together or just with my thoughts.Eyes and ears open to notes of Spring.

Friends and family. Reason,season or lifetime.Listening and Sharing.

May I find my comfort in comfortable things.