Have you ever thought about
When I was a little girl I wasn’t ored often
but there were times that time just dragged on with nothing to do.
Of course, there was a lot to do…it was routine stuff and oring.
Then when I was a teen it seemed all of life was a bigore
because what I wanted to do was not allowed…and rightfully so.
Still it seemed so unfair to have to live a life of oredom.
As a young woman, I felt ored because I wanted excitement and adventure.
I did have some adventures that led to excitement
however, it would have been wiser to be a bit ored!
Nowadays I don’t look for excitement.
I like my life of quiet days
that many probably think of as oring
It doesn’t bother me a bit what other people think.
It makes me happy to stop and smell the flowers,
to simply be who I am…a woman who knows she is blessed.
is not part of my life anymore.
That’s my post for the letter