A person who works with their hands is a laborer.
A person who works with their hands and head is a craftsman.
A person who works with their hands and their head and their heart is an artist.
Let’s strive to be artists.
A person who works with their hands is a laborer.
A person who works with their hands and head is a craftsman.
A person who works with their hands and their head and their heart is an artist.
Let’s strive to be artists.
I thought this article did a good job of helping us prep a “pre-need” tool kit for when we need it most.
Give it a read!
https://nicenews.com/health-and-wellness/how-build-mental-health-tool-kit/
When I was a teen I went cruising with friends in one of these. Some of the best kids, good clean fun, having the time of our lives. Life was so GOOD!
Jalopy
Just start by creating your day. Then create your life." |
- P |
Today is the 110th Running of the Indianapolis 500 at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway.
And we so happen to be in Indianapolis this morning! The talk at breakfast was all race this and race that. The televisions all had race info and commentary.
The sky is overcast, but it’s not raining, so I bet all the race goers are happy.
We are making our way out of town. Happy to have had the opportunity to see Indy as we make the last leg of our full circle weekend.
– PL
We are all aging, daily, but as I do I’m trying to take the opportunity to reduce stress, love more, cultivate my environment and my curiosity. And take every opportunity to experience new!
Yesterday we went to Canada. Another first for me.
Yes, I checked it off the bucket list, but truly I think it just opened my North American bucket list far
far more!
Growing old beautifully!
🍁
– THEODORE ROOSEVELT
“Never love anyone who treats you like you're ordinary,”
A darling friend ended her life this week. Never would I have imagined that her life would end this way.
Everything about her seemed so great, so perfect. She was a truly charming and accomplished young woman, with so much future ahead of her.
To say this was a shock to everyone, is a fact. No one who knew her could have imagined this.
Our lives were all better for having known her. She was such a great person.
Her death is truly unbelievable. I cannot wrap my head around this at all.
Everyone who knew Avery is deeply saddened.
She was loved.
Surround yourself with people who make you happy, who make you laugh, who help you when you are in need. People who genuinely care. They are the ones worth keeping in your life. Everyone else is just passing through.
Years ago a really catchy song came out. I loved the tune. My son was about 17 at the time, and when it came on the radio I turned it up and told him that I loved this song. Mark asked me if I had listened to the lyrics. I said no, it was hard to decipher so I just went with what I thought the words were. My sweet son said that the song was really catchy but he asked me not to ever look at the lyrics.
That was about a decade ago. You rarely hear that song on the radio now. But the other day I was modifying a play list and that song came up as one that I may like to add. When I listened to it, I instantly loved it all over again. I was about to add it to my playlist, when I thought, maybe, since I’m not the only person that follows my playlist, I should know the lyrics.
So I read them as I listened. And like so many great songs, I found out that the lyrics are nothing like I thought they were. I was sad. This tune that I really liked is all about a subject that I cannot glorify.
I did not add the song to my playlist. I cannot promote, in my life or anyone else’s, such negativity. No matter how fun it sounded and no matter how catchy the tune.
I am so pleased with my children, for watching out for their mom. For wanting to protect me from the rathe of the world, even when it’s on the Top 40.
My senior year of high school, I went to the Student Store every morning and bought a
Jolly Rancher Stick
Back then, each stick was about 5 inches long. My favorite flavors were lemon, green apple and watermelon.
Now, I am not a big fan of hard candy. I just don't love that much straight sugar.
But….
Today, a coworker left a small Green Apple Jolly Rancher on my desk.
And what great memories it brought back!
Sometimes we step outside our comfort zone and surprise ourselves by our accomplishments.
I’m a big believer in the fact that you can learn new things at any age, and that you are capable of achieving what you didn’t think you could.
Today my son Chris, one of the most knowledgeable sports statistics gurus I have ever met, did something outside his wheelhouse.
He took charge of a situation, took care of the issues at hand, got the job done and followed up to ensure that any future issues are resolved as well.
His dad and I are proud of him. But more important than that is the pride Chris took in his own work, the knowledge that he was bigger than the problem and he alone could conquer the obstacles.
Self confidence is often the most powerful tool in your toolbox. 🧰
We had shrimp cocktail for dinner tonight. It’s simple, yet always a bit on the elegant side.
I was about three the first time I had shrimp cocktail. My Great Grandfather flew in from Pittsburgh to Phoenix to visit. It was the only time I ever saw him. But that night he made Shrimp Cocktail for dinner. I can still remember what he looked like, but those are my only memories of him.
But each time I enjoy Shrimp Cocktail I remember my Great Grandfather.
You have to trust in something-
Your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever.
This approach has never let me down, and it makes all the difference in my life.
SJ
I trust my gut, in my destiny, in life, I’m a true believer in karma too, but I think my faith in God is always going to be my guiding light.
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