Fulcrum

Practice being the fulcrum, I told Sylvia.
We are cut from the same cloth, from the same planet, I reminded her.
My husband says, 'Sylvia is your fairy Godmother,' and he's right.
We have to practice being the fulcrum of the see-saw, not dropping down to the worms or launching to Jupiter, I said.
Yes, she said holding out her hand rocking it gently. Throughout the day there's always a little bit of 'oh how nice, oh how sad.'
Exactly, and it helps if we eat and sleep and get out each day, I said.
Our dogs make us do that. Thank God for the dogs, we agreed.