SoCs Dew/do – Reblog

What a lovely soul you have.

NOT MY SECRET...overcoming the shame of sexual abuse

Does morning dew look like raindrops?

I don’t know because I am never awake to see the morning dew.

I was awake to go for my mindful walk this afternoon. They sky was hazy and there was a mist of rain.


The word dew and the mist reminded me of a song my nana used to sing to me when I was a young girl. I sang it for my entire walk. These are the words I remember do you know it?

“One Misty Misty morning when cloudy was the weather, I chanced to meet an old man clothed all in leather. He began to compliment and I began to grin,’How do you do and how do you do and how do you do again.'”

This song reminds me so strongly of my Nana, one of my most all time favorite people in the world. I allowed the mist to…

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About Nan Mykel

At 79, I was just about to stop keeping a journal, but that felt like accepting that growth was finished. I don't want to be finished, yet! I'm 80 now, and struggling to communicate with you, if you'll come and set awhile. P.S. My how time flies! I'm 82 now.
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