Where does the time go? I have been told that the less you have to do the less you do. That seems to be true in my case. When I worked I did more on my two days off than I do now in a week. I am very happy being a retired person! Maybe a bit lazy, but happy.
If you are always trying to be normal
you will never know how amazing you can be.
Maya Angelou
I am not sure I know what normal is. What I do know is that I have always found it hard to fit in. As a child, it wasn’t too obvious that I was not like other kids. But in my teens, my different ways of thinking and behaving were noticeable.
Oh, I wasn’t wild or crazy acting. I was just different than my contemporaries. Most people did not understand me, and those my age often thought I was weird. But I did have some good friends that accepted me as I was, and that was a blessing!
As a young woman, I was a bit wild and crazy. With the wild craziness, I learned a few hard lessons that have served me well over the years. And I grew up to be who I am now. Maybe not amazing, but still different in how I think and live but in a quiet way.
Maybe I just don’t know what normal is.
That’s okay.
I’m happily me.
Photo by Amber Kipp on Unsplash
I couldn’t wait to post this!
I figured out the editing app thingie.
I wrote about it on this week’s Thursday thoughts.
I complained big time about the problem.
I am using it for this post.
I am so happy!
If you are always trying to be normal
you will never know how amazing you can be.
Maya Angelou
When I was a kid I wanted to be normal.
I wanted to fit in.
I wanted be like the other kids.
I was miserable
When I was a young adult I wanted to be normal.
I wanted to fit in.
I wanted to be like the other young adults.
I was miserable.
When I was in my 50’s I knew I wasn’t normal.
I knew I wanted to just be me.
I knew I didn’t want to be like everyone else.
I was okay.
Then I got older and knew I was still not normal.
I knew I still wanted to just be me
I still knew I wasn’t like everyone else.
I was okay.
Today I don’t want to be normal.
I want to just be who I am.
I want to be amazing.
I am happy.
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Celebrate the Small Things
I have spent this week with people who are miserable. They are nice people and I like them but they are so very unhappy and angry. What a waste of energy! I did what I could to help the situation but they don’t want help. They like being upset and furious. So, now I am done.
For all the frustration I was feeling I had something confirmed.
I am a happy person!
I have a good life and I know it and I am ever so grateful. Life isn’t perfect. There are problems. Just getting older is a problem, old folks move from general body maintenance to repairs and that is not fun at all. But you have to be thankful that you’re still above ground.
In a couple of weeks, all this neighborly anger will come to a head and one group will win and one will lose. I am more on the side of one than the other but whatever is decided will be “the rules” and I will deal with it.
So, this week I am celebrating that I am happy…
and my maintenance is holding with a few repairs.
Life is good…except when it isn’t then I take a nap.
Celebrating the Small Things
A good week!
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