MY FAVORITE QUOTES
My Current WoW
Moments of Contentment
Contentment and I are like two distant relatives…
The Unexpected Sting of Generosity
As the warm glow of the restaurant’s lights bathed our table, laughter and the clinking of cutlery filled the air…
My Drug of Choice
As a nine-year-old, I received a Roy Rogers guitar and despite my initial excitement…
Awakening to Life’s Pivotable Moments
Life has a way of presenting us with crucial crossroads….
A Journey Through Pages
: a young boy in a tiny coal camp, surrounded by just twenty homes, feeling like he’s living on an island in the middle of nowhere….
A Selfless Act of Friendship
One holiday weekend, a dear friend found herself stranded with a flat tire, facing a four-hour drive home the next day…
Knowing Your X-Factor
Emily Dickinson said “Hope is that thing with feathers,”
🎵 The Magic of Music 🎵
Recently, I stumbled upon an article about the “Magic of Music”
🎋Embracing the Golden Years-A Humorous Reflection🎋
I haven’t worried about Monday mornings on Sunday evenings for eighteen glorious years…
Guest Missives
Sick Duck… by JoAnn
Setting The Alarm… by JoAnn
Something Odd… by JoAnn
Car Shopping… by JoAnn
The Bike… by JoAnn
Mama Boo… by Jane Strebel
High-Times on the 4th Floor… by Larry Fields
Anatomy of a Fall… by Larry Fields
Cookie & Brownie… by JoAnn
My Favorite Therapy… by JoAnn
AS MY WORLD TURNS
Moments of Contentment
Contentment and I are like two distant relatives. Once in a great while, we bump into each other awkwardly. To stave off the boredom in my head, I developed a knack for avoiding a dreary room full of dull things by keeping busy, thinking about the next task, event, or exotic trip, anything to avoid facing the uncharted territory of my own mind.
As I’ve aged, dodging that mental waiting room has become a cinch, thanks to laptops, cellphones, PCs, and a TV boasting a gazillion channels. My wife, however, strongly dislikes my constant engagement with the digital world. She is a powerhouse of efficiency, rowing our boat of life while I lazily dangle my feet over the side, fishing for distractions.
Before we got hitched, I made it clear that matching her chore for chore was not in my playbook and she graciously accepted this lopsided arrangement.
Before retiring in 2006, I found my days swamped with yard chores and workshop tinkering. Eventually, I carved out three evenings a week for myself – savoring a fine cigar while gazing down the creek that flowed by our backyard, and relishing an audiobook, or a good chat with someone special, typically one of my sisters-in-law.
Though they've both crossed over to the great beyond, our conversations still bring me joy and moments of contentment. As Confucius wisely stated, “It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.”
That has been my motto in life, minus the grueling rowing sessions😊.
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