Home in the blue chair

After more than twenty years of the same post-Christmas trip to Florida, it was easier this year.  I got credit for loading the dishwasher when I didn't even load it.  I sat out on particular conversations so I could be truly present in others.  Hmm.  Maybe I'm actually getting the hang of this.

Home in the blue chair

I wonder why Florida

Felt easier

This year.

I got credit

For things

I didn’t even do.

Somehow it was fine

To add this credit

To the family

Bank account.

I sat out the end of meal

Conversations,

Listened to them all

From a distance

And smiled

Under the fan in the bedroom.

Home in the blue chair

I wonder.

I am also content

To add the credit

To the universal human

Bank account

Sit in where I can

Sit out when I must.