I remember asking Peanut (when she was about 2) if she was busy. She was playing house. She turned and looked at me and said in her most grown up voice “I’m working really hard.” I have heard that play is children’s work. I think I’d like to do that again.
Today is Thursday. It’s cloudy and cool and, if I didn’t know better, I’d say it’s a bit depressing. How do you see sunshine in the grey skies? I’m working on it. I need to find a way to make it through the winter. This is a recent development for me. I have always been Suzy Sunshine. The one to see the good side. With winter fast approaching and the reality of my life (and, I am so not alone here) with job issues and the economy, and so on, and so on; I need to find that inner focus. I know it’s there. I have seen it flit about like a Snitch in a Harry Potter Quidditch match. I just haven’t quite gotten to the place where it can sit comfortably in my heart. I will find it. I know that much. It’s just really hard work, isn’t it? We are all human beings. We all must find our own way. Our own place of serenity. I thought I had it, but I might have misplaced it for a bit. It will find its way home. I’m sure of that. I just need to be still long enough for it to get back. I think sometimes in this modern world there are so many distractions that it’s difficult to be still and quiet.
The soundtrack of the day is a much loved one. It’s the Nitty Gritty Dirt Bank (waaaay before they shortened it to the Dirt Band) and “Buy for Me the Rain”.
Have a good one. Still not enough exclamation points. Annie suggested I “recycle” the exclamation points from my comments. There aren’t enough. I may have to lift a few from other’s blogs. I’m in a moral dilemma here. Tomorrow is Friday and I’m still out of exclamation points. You may end up with another question mark post. I need to consult a clergyperson.