Blessed

I encountered a woman in one of the elevators in our building.  She politely asked "how are you?" Fine I replied and I asked the same to complete the greeting.  She said "blessed".  I pondered this for some time and continue to do so.  There are lots of replies one could offer, like OK or hot, or miserable, or just plain happy.  Continuing to ponder, was she blessed in her life or blessed in anticipation of what was to come after her demise?  She was a rather large lady that seemed to have trouble walking so she must have some age related issues.  She was a black lady that was probably treated like crap through her life by people that looked like me.  May or not be true but that is what I surmised. 

Being a non religious person myself, I would never offer this as a reply.  It showed a sign of faith that I do not possess.  Oh well, that's just me at this segment of life's journey.

Anthony Bourdain was at the very least, an interesting character as seen in his many TV shows. He was a cook, a chef, a heroin addict, an experiencer of life and above all, a traveler.  Many of us would like to have this vagabond life even in its idealized image.  He was a troubled man seeking happiness with a slight measure of success at finding it.  Watched Roadrunner a documentary about him featuring small vignettes from his close friends,  colleagues and wives about him and his emotional and spiritual travels.  He lived a vagabond life many of would choose given the opportunity.  But the dark side of this quest is that he was many times unhappy to the pit of his soul.  All that "devil make care" attitude did an adequate job of hiding that fact.  See this if you like subtle poignancy.  Its worth a watch.

Back to the gym today after some days off due to childcare restraints.  Looking forward to moving a bit.

Judy's balcony garden is flourishing.  The coleus love this setting

all for now

stay safe