I returned from my alma mater and lay on the floor at mom‘s feet as we visited. I sprawled out, did some yoga and my PT while we caught up on the happenings during my time away. Hours passed easily as we wound our way back and forth between her stories and mine.
Dad loved mom‘s feet. He’d often play footsie with her even until his exit. The nail she lost right before he passed away last year has regrown and is painted with a color he’d compliment if he were here, so I did.
Have you integrated self-care into your relationships?  Can you take care of yourself and stay present to others at the same time? Ki to Happiness has learned to do so at her Mom’s feet.