There was a whole lotta crap shifting going on the last few days, preparing to nest for winter. My place is spiffy, windows cleaned, ready for snowfall watching. We did have an almost white-out one day this week. It lasted all of five minutes.
Temps are in the 20's at night, for the most part. And guess who leaves a window cracked most of the night? That's right, this girl.
There's bound to be scientific evidence to support my assertion crisp air is easier to breathe than humid air. Humor me.
I KNOW there's evidence sleeping well is better achieved in a cool room, maybe not quite as cool as I like it.
Ethel and I messaged back and forth today. I shared my day with her...PT this morning, spent enough on groceries to feed a family of five, and I finally caught the construction worker who drives from Big Piney every day (two hundred miles a day to hold a ‘SLOW’ sign for the highway construction crew, no benefits, probably not much younger than me.) She had no idea what was in the bag, and it wasn’t much, but I thought she was gonna cry. I told her I pray for her often, and I thanked her for her work. (All that was said rather quickly, as we were in a major construction zone.) I'm thankful my commute is much shorter.
I personally experience kindness often and don't pay it forward enough.
Kindness matters, especially during the times in which we live.
Make someone smile.
Lastly, the author posted here has a book coming out. Who knew?
The response to his question perfectly describes how I want to see myself, now, not in a few years. Why wait?
I suspect a few of you feel the same.
Live out loud.
Take the road less traveled. (Another pretty good writer penned this nugget.)
Dare to be different.
Be brave.
I love all y'all,
Lucy
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