Backstory
One morning, I sat at the computer, smiling ear-to-ear. I tried to put my finger on what was bringing such happiness and contentment. These are the thoughts that inspired this story. I hope you can relate to it.
Better and Better
Life is just a series of days that keep getting better and better. Is it because I’m younger? Richer? More famous? Not at all. None of the good changes have been external. They’ve all come from my own mind and my heart.
I’m reading more and dusting less. I’m sitting on the deck and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden. I’m spending more time with family and friends and less time working. You get to a time of life when you’ve earned these privileges.
I give myself the right not to have to buy a new dress for a special occasion. I go shopping in my closet. If I haven’t worn it for a year, it‘s new to me.
Someone pointed out that life should be a pattern of experiences to savor, not to endure. I’m trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them.
Is your life perfect? Probably not. But it’s quite possible that you would not trade it for another’s. The trick is to make the most of what we have, in the time we are given.
Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance. I hope the music keeps playing for you.
P.S. I started thinking about the happy wish you hear voiced a dozen times each day – “Have a good day.” Those words have become synonymous with a polite farewell greeting. I wondered how it got started. The first reference I found indicated the universal expressions first originated about 1920. Later the more casual “Have a good one” was added. It seems they became widespread after 1950. Seems it’s time for a new happy farewell to come along.
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I’m often slow to welcome mornings, but after my feet finally hit the floor, I’m up and at ’em…and ready to see what my day brings. It’s all good.
Good is on the way to Great!
Annette, fortunately the music does keep playing for me every day no matter what challenges may come my way. 😊
Hum along until you can sing again, Ken.
Happy Mother’s Day Annette. You brighten my every Sunday with your short, sweet, uplifting, thought-provoking, whimsical stories. At times I have pictured myself with you on your porch rocking in a chair. I don’t know if you have a porch but for whatever reason, I picture you there.
We go back a long time when our group met in Burke, VA. You made such an wonderful impression on me and I loved/and still do, hearing you speak, laugh, chide others and ask us contemplative questions. Thanks for your weekly stories. I love them and you.
Hope all is well with you and your hubby.
SOO GOOD to hear from you, Janie. What memories your words evoke. I sure have enjoyed knowing you are on the other end of my stories. Hope the sun smiles on your days ahead.
We do indeed have a porch with rockers which we occupy often of a quiet evening. Now when we go out there, I will picture you there with us. Welcome! Love you for a long time.