Tuesday, August 01, 2006
It's the little things
I lived and worked in Cork, Ireland for about 4 months back in 1990. My job had taken me out of the USA a year earlier and the only way my Mom could see me was to come and visit me wherever I was. So she and my sister (pictured) came to Ireland for a week. The pic is a highway near the west coast.
todAAy i AAm grAAteful & thAAnkful
that I can be present for my Mom and my sister whenever they need me OR want me around
that I can handle the BIG things in life, it's the little things I must watch out for
for reminders that I need to get out of my comfort zone more often
that I no longer depend on others to keep me happy, but they do sometimes make me sad
for an ample supply of red flags
for recognition of additional fears to be removed
that I made a doctor appointment and will begin using my new health insurance
that I got a lot of little things accomplished yesterday, including booking flights and a hotel room in NYC in September
We may pass violets looking for roses. We may pass contentment looking for victory.