Received a couple books from Amazon today; “From Orphan to High-Flyer,” and “The Granddaughters.” With the World Series starting Friday, they will probably come in handy. And as I try to get the rest of the way “well.”
Also received the November/December 2022 issue of “Writer’s Digest.” It has an article about winning NaNoWriMo. It’s short, with five points, and I’m sure it’ll be helpful. And I think it’ll help, anything will. Feeling crummy doesn’t help.
We make a living by what we get; we make a life by what we give.
Today’s meditation and reading tells us about making a living and a life. Whatever our opinion of ourselves, we all have something to give. When we do, it improves the quality of our lives as well. We often know what it’s like to feel as if we have nothing to offer anyone. When we do it, we discover the gifts we’ve had all along, and gain some confidence, too. Finding our gift is important. Sharing it is even more so.
The past week or so, Lexie has taken to faking she needs out. As soon as we make our way to the door to let her out on the deck, she runs over to the giant treat jar, and whimpers. What a stinker, she is! Dogs are such a fun part of the family. Yes, they are a lot of work. And they are a pain, sometimes. So are people. We all can be. Then, you’ll have a bad day, and they’ll stay close to you. Goldie did that the other night. She laid next to me, and put her head on my chest. I pet her ear, they’re so silky and soft, and it was a comfort. Far into the night, Goldie laid with me, and let me pet her ears. How sweet she is.
As this day ends and Pat’s funeral is tomorrow, I think of how much she gave in her life. Since she was a young girl. And all through her life, to her husband, daughters, friends and relatives and students in the Millard School District. She will be missed; and remembered by how she gave, selflessly. I’m so lucky she was my friend, as well as a sister-in-law. Hug your loved ones a little longer. You never know when they’ll be called home. See you tomorrow.