Today may be Friday and a lot of y’all are probably getting ready for a holiday weekend. First and foremost, be safe this weekend. Second, please don’t forget what the meaning of the weekend is truly about. Remembering those who lost their lives defending this country.
I’m a private person by nature, just who I am. However, I’ve been feeling sorry for myself. That’s pretty much the bottom line. And I’m owning it and refusing to do such any longer.
Our lives are full of ups and downs, it’s just a fact. I wasn’t where I wanted to be and I’ve been allowing that fact to get me down. I shouldn’t complain, I’m right where I am supposed to be right now. I may not be aware of the reason, but He doesn’t always give me the answers merely because I want them. So, while I wait to get to where I am to end up, I’m planning for the future, checking out the business I want and lining things up. I’m healthy, DH is healthy, the animals are fine as well, (even the cat for those of you who think I only care about the dogs) so we’re good.
There are two speeds, the speed we want it to happen and the speed it does happen. I take from this I must have more patience (not something I’ve been good at) and wait. It will happen.
Life is short.
Love hard.
Love well.
Love true.
Find your happiness and hold onto it.
Mine is near and within touching distance, I just have to wait for the right moment for the connection to be made.
In case you forgot since the start. Have a safe and wonderful Memorial Day. To those serving (active or family) my many heartfelt thanks for all your sacrifices. To those we’ve lost: You are in my heart and I thank you for what you’ve done. I will never forget.
Fair Winds and Following Seas