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This weekend I thawed some shrimp for dinner by placing it in a colander and letting cold water run over it…it was simple enough…only took a few minutes…and…the shrimp was delicious…I thought that was that…

But…that…is rarely…that…with…Bertha

She brought the image to mind this morning…as I was having some thoughts of…regret…for things I did…for things I didn’t do…I guess I’m just feeling nostalgic…in the worst of ways…

So…how does my mood relate to thawing shrimp…

Bertha…says…that my regrets are like the water…and…my heart is frozen like the shrimp…that by allowing the regrets to flow freely…they will thaw my heart…but…just like with the water…they have to flow…if I had allowed the shrimp to just sit in water…it would have absorbed too much and become waterlogged…

I must admit…the analogy took me a bit by surprise…and…I’ve sat here for a bit…just contemplating how that feels…to imagine my heart in a sieve…with regret flowing over it…but…passing through quickly…for only a few minutes…and then…being gone…and…honestly…it felt pretty good…

Jane