Longer Days

I don’t know about the groundhog but I do know my hens are saying it’s nearly spring – they are finally laying again, longer days mean more eggs.

 I was at work today thinking about a lot of things – thinking about how beautiful the day was and how I did not see it or experience it . Now, it is gone. I have such an internal conflict with this type of thing – God gives us these beautiful moments and we are stuck inside. But then, I think, I should be thankful to have a job??? So confusing. I think that down deep my soul tells me I should be enjoying the beautiful moment. I don’t understand how I have gotten so far away from my beginning. I hope I find myself back there one day. In the meantime, I will be grateful for a job that gives me an income that helps my family. I am not writing this to complain – I am just questioning…

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gifts

and so begins the day...a somewhat quiet Thursday, work, laundry, theater, conversations with friend sand family, writing, king cake, reading the paper, cooking supper, talking to God,  picking eggs,remembering, surprises...a beautiful day, a gift just for me. thank you.

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from "remember when"

differences

a grade school drawing that is remarkable (and different)

What would life be like if we focused more on what we have and less on what we don't have? I am not referring to material possessions; I am thinking about characteristics, although all of that "stuff" that people allow to define themselves can be part of this thought if you need for it to be. I mean things about you that make you different, things that are not status quo, things that make you you. Being comfortable with who you are allows you to be confident and that confidence projects and it becomes how the world sees you, as an extraordinary and one of a kind person.Celebrate the differences that make you you.

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