“The odds of going to the store for a loaf of bread
and coming out with only a loaf of bread
are three billion to one.”
I usually go to the store with a list and I always buy more than what is on the list. Sometimes it’s because I see something that I forgot to put on the list but most often I just buy extra stuff because it is on sale. I have an especially hard time ignoring “buy one get one” sales. I mean really, what better time to buy whether you need whatever it is or not? Chances are you will need it one day. Who doesn’t need chocolate more often than not?
Then there are the times I go shopping with my list but forget my glasses which makes the list useless. Those times I just wing it and often forget the one thing that is on the top of the list…the must not forget items like bread or milk. That means another trip and…well you know.
The day after Valentine’s Day is the worst day of the year. All holidays are bad but nothing compared to today. It wasn’t always like this but he made a terrible mistake a few years ago and since then his life has been so sad. He betrayed the love of his life and even if she had forgiven him he couldn’t forgive himself. She was right to move on and now he will always regret the heartache he caused.
“You too can fly.
But the cocoon must go!”
I was fifty before I felt like I was ready to leave the cocoon. It wasn’t an easy transition. But I wanted to fly before it was too late. I guess some doubt that I ever was trapped in my cocoon while others probably wonder if I ever will leave it. But then there are few who really know me. Or maybe it is better said that not many people know the real me. In fact, I am not sure I know the real me! I am still a work in progress and progress these days is slower…the age thing you know.
I have to admit I am more likely to flit about rather than zoom anywhere. But that’s okay, I am who and what I am; a woman free to fly if and when I want in any way I choose. Yes, I have left the cocoon and can fly. \O/ However, I still feel a bit naked without it.
The young priest and the nuns of the convent watched as the postulants walked through the cloister to the garden for a time of prayer. As they went into the garden to take their places they walked quietly with hands folded and eyes looking down. Except for one who went in dancing with hands open, smiling and looking all around her with bright eyes. The priest looked at Mother Superior with a scowl and asked, “Does she not know the proper way to enter the garden for prayer?” The wise old nun smiled and said, “Oh, yes, she does Father but she cannot contain her joy when she is to meet with her Lord.”