It’s been awhile, so I thought I’d offer a word. Here we are on the verge of one of my favorite holidays, at least it has been the last couple of decades. My dear son, John, was born 19 years ago tomorrow, so Valentine’s Day has taken on special meaning for me ever since. The world could stand to celebrate Love, too; I mean it IS what makes the world go around!
Of course not everyone agrees. Maybe in theory we all do, but some of our behavior doesn’t quite match up. At least that’s what I’m noticing lately. To be fair, we’re all under a tremendous amount of stress these days. World politics, environmental concerns, war and general unrest among people and populations … and what about the price of eggs?!
I had a mentor once that reminded me to be careful about the shoes I wear each day. “Dancing shoes or combat boots, Lisa … you decide.” I don’t think his message was personal, but maybe it was. Or, maybe he just noticed the ridiculous number of pairs I own. I showed a colleague my shoe closet the other day and she smartly asked if I wear them all. “Of course not, I replied, … but aren’t they fabulous?” I’m quite sure she was less than impressed, and maybe even a little concerned. But if owning too many shoes is my worst vice, well, then I think I’m doing okay.
In truth, dancing is a lot more fun than hand-to-hand combat. Not that I’d know, thanks be to God. I do like kickboxing though and I think I need to do more of it to ward off the stress of being a human being on planet Earth in 2025. Will you join me? Kickboxing or dancing or something that doesn’t involve taking your frustration out on your fellow humans, animals, or any other sentient beings. Thanks for considering.
Peace out for now, my friends.