Let’s talk about Pooh. I’m referring to Winnie the Pooh, of course! I have long since held a treasured affinity for this certain, endearing bundle of matted, brown fur. My fondness I shall never outgrow, though Christopher Robin did . . . almost. I recently took my granddaughter to see the movie “Christopher Robin” and
Motivational speaker, Zig Ziglar once said, “F-E-A-R has two meanings: ‘forget everything and run’, or, ‘face everything and rise’.” Can anyone take a wild guess at which choice I’m most inclined to choose? (Crickets chirping). You know the feeling. When you really want to do something, but then again—you kinda sorta don’t. It’s like
As I rest my aching body at my desk, watching an agitated squirrel flick his bushy tail against the oak tree outside my window, I reflect on how different my life was a mere 72 hours ago—actually, the past week. And, I’ve learned a few important lessons. Hurricane Irma was coming. She was roaring forth
I lay awake in the dark, acutely aware of the reverberating chirp of crickets in the woods outside my window. The repetitive, croaking rhythm of frogs seems an obnoxious volume. A cat’s meow escapes from up in the trees. Leaves rustle as a nearby raccoon shuffles along the ground.
What’ll it be? Your New Year’s resolution. Lose weight? Get organized? Spend less? Save more? Enjoy life? Stay healthy? Learn something exciting? Quit smoking? (Quit something?), Fall in love? Get closer to God? Be less stressed? Spend more time with family? This list goes on, and on–and on.
It was lovely. I started the day making cinnamon rolls. Watched the Macy’s parade, looked at Black Friday ads, rode my bike, tossed a football, prepared some food, ATE a little bit of food (okay, lots of food), and even managed to get a little bit of writing in. It was a good day.