The past weekend was a very good one. It included stepping out of my comfortable life to chase a writing goal and a family reunion 20 years in the making.
Battered and broken toe aside, there’s nothing I’d change about the weekend. I consider the toe that my daughter’s pony stepped on as a fair exchange made with the universe for giving me the shove to grab some goodness. Over the next few days I expect to do more of that as I prepare to soak up whatever it is I can from time spent with fellow writers and bloggers.
It’s my job to put into experiences what I expect to draw from them and not sit back and wait for the fattened goose to be served to me on a plate of truffles dug out from the deepest forests in France. Although that sounds delicious. Sorry vegetarians. Not really because goose and truffles are crazy good and my mouth is watering thinking about it. I wonder what’s for dinner tonight.
Last week a part of my family reunited when a cousin I hadn’t seen in 20 years came for a visit with her two daughters. There was no awkwardness. No reticence. We hugged and talked and laughed. She went home too soon, but we’re meeting again before the year is out. Another twenty years won’t skip past this time.
And as if that isn’t good enough there are opportunities presenting themselves because I’ve decided to grab them by the…uh…hand. I’m not the 20-something straight from university anymore, but as a 40-something I’ve got something else—nothing to lose and lots of fun waiting to be had.
Share some goodness. I’d love to hear it.
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