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Friday, truth or tale…

Image by Helga Kattinger from Pixabay

There was a little girl who was asked by some adults who she wanted to be when she grew up. A bit confused she answered, “I want to be me when I grow up.” Their laughter puzzled her but they were adults and it was sometimes hard to understand them.

Then they asked what she wanted to be when she grew up. After thinking a minute she said, “I want to be tall.” Again there was laughter that was inexplicable. She was not surprised that there was yet another question. Well, what do you want to do when you grow up, they asked? Without hesitation she said, “I want to be a grown up who doesn’t ask questions of little kids and then laughs at the answers.”

There was no laughter just silence and the grown ups looked embarrassed. She turned around and left the room with a smile knowing she had gotten the last question one hundred percent right.

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In Other Words, compliment…

Image by rawpixel from Pixabay

Write a story or poem of 5 Lines or Less
Use the picture and/or the word compliment as inspiration
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Monday Musings…

“When I started counting my blessings,
my whole life turned around.”
Willie Nelson

Good for Willie! He has found the key to happiness.

Counting your blessings makes everything better. It doesn’t take away the difficult times or make all the wrongs right. There are still tears and hurts and grief that come our way but they don’t drag us down into the bottomless pit of despair when we remember the blessings in life.

There are times when I let myself be dragged down and I sort of wallow in the mess of being miserable for awhile. But those times are fewer and less dramatic than they used to be and the reason is that I have learned to count my blessings.

In the beginning of my blessing counting days it was a bit hard to make a list of the good things in my life. I thought blessings were big things, things that were awesome and made me stop and say WOW! But I have learned a few things since then.

Blessings are big things like not being homeless or hungry, being healthy, having family and friends and pets to share life. Blessings are the wonders of nature; trees and flowers, squirrels and birds, clouds that make temporary paintings on the sky, soft rain, lightening and thunderstorms, the stars and moon that decorate the night.

Blessings are also the small things; waking up and remembering a dream, a morning walk, a warm shower and shampooing your hair, lotion that makes your skin feel soft, laughter, conversation, the feel and smell of freshly washed sheets, an afternoon snack of coffee and cookies, reading a good book, watching a movie, sitting quietly by yourself or with someone you love. The list is endless.

Some situations and circumstances try to hide blessings. Sometimes we have to sort through the messiness of life to see or recognize them and there are some that don’t seem like blessings at all but with time they are revealed as some of the wonders of life. Ya just gotta have faith…and a lot of patience!

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In Other Words, unhappy…

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Monday Musings…

“Look on every exit as being
an entrance somewhere else.”
Tom Stoppard

Image by Auberge from Pixabay

It seems most people think of an exit as an ending but surely it is more than that. There can be no beginnings without endings. It starts with birth. We leave the womb and enter this life apart from the place where we were brought into being. Beginnings and endings go on and on all through life.

We continue to exit from where we are and find ourselves at the entrance to new experiences and lessons. Some look at these doorways with fear and foreboding, others with happiness and excitement . I have stood at my doorways with both attitudes and feelings at different times and places in my life.

I have found that things are rarely as bad as I think they will be and usually much better than I imagined. It has a lot to do with mindset. If you think the worst will happen you will be miserable and miss out on the wonder of exploring the world while on your journey and that would just be too sad.

Posted in Friday, truth or tale..., Stories

Friday, truth or tale…

On Friday,
I write stories that are truth or tale.
Some stories will be 100% truth (or close to it)
others will be 100% tale.
Most will be a little bit of both.
You can decide where the story belongs.

Image by Larisa Koshkina from Pixabay

It was a beautiful summer afternoon just perfect for a picnic. The leafy trees provided shade and a soft breeze and the colorful flowers added their sweet fragrance giving a wonderful backdrop for the young lover’s picnic.

They spread out the blanket and she unpacked the basket she had filled with her sweetheart’s favorite lunch. They ate and talked and laughed about things they had shared and remembered some quarrels and tears. But mostly they talked about their future. They would soon be married and begin life together as Mr. and Mrs. It was exciting and scary at the same time.

After lunch they had champagne and chocolates that he brought for dessert. Well, soon the lovers started doing what lovers do and no longer aware of the trees and flowers just simply wrapped in one another, so to speak.

After a bit they heard the sound of soft marching and singing. There were high chirpy voices of little boys and an adult voice telling the boys about what they were seeing on their nature walk. Too quickly the voices were close and changed to whispers and giggles and the startled gasp of the adult.

The Cub Scouts were very interested in the couple who were now somewhat covered by the picnic blanket and the Den Mother was trying not to laugh as she shooed the boys in another direction as quickly as possible. Then she turned to the lovers and with a smile blew them a kiss.