Choice - a lovely word.

This time off is getting old. I did manage to lead Maureen through some yoga poses last evening at the Yogatorium, but it's clear I'm not strong enough to do my own practice yet. Still, I'm grateful the pain is almost gone and I'm enjoying doing the little things. Will try today to get back to at least reading my journals from the last four years and hope inspiration hits me for my book. If that doesn't work, I'll enjoy the romance novels Guilda brought me last evening. ----- The rain and potential rain this morning is somehow lovely. I'm not quite sure why, but I do thoroughly enjoy days like this. It's almost as though permission is being given to just be and not do on days like this. How lucky I am to be able to respond however I wish!! Those long years of working outside the home did not allow for such total freedom of choice. Choice. What a lovely word!