Go Day

Yes, I watched the presidential debates last night. I kept watching the people sitting in the town-hall bleachers, wondering how it felt to be sitting there. I think I would have felt trapped. I think I would have raised my hand to go to the bathroom and, then, not come back.

Wednesdays have turned out to be my “go” day. It is the day I regularly see some of the people who are important in my life. Some of my going is about serving others and some is about taking care of myself. It is exactly what I need to help keep my balance.