I’m standing next to a tall, beautiful nun in a gorgeous royal blue habit. She is selling 2025 calendars from her parish, L’Ordre du Magnificat de la Mère de Dieu. Each calendar is $10. The owners of the shop bought a calendar and gave an extra $5 donation for a candle. As she walked out the door, the wind lifted her habit in a cape like way, as though she was a superhero. I was transfixed and felt as though I was in the presence of God or a divine spirit.
As we approach the depths of autumn, the daylight hours are shrinking and melting. For some people this is a challenging time to say goodbye to summer, light and warmth. In blows the cool breezes frosting the landscapes. The painted hues of golds, burnt oranges and red crimson leaves, blaze and fall to the ground. It’s time to reach, really reach for the light.
In the last weeks, my love for humanity has been shattered, battered, and scattered. I’ve felt hopeless, lifeless, and joyless. I keep asking myself, what can I do? What is my role? How can I help? How can I rise? I do believe there is a light, if we reach far within ourselves to find it.
Last week, I was walking out of my home to get into my car. A delivery man was just walking up my front door steps. He told me that he had a package for me and I needed to sign for it. I signed for it and he gave it to me. I thanked him. Just as he was about to walk down my front steps, he turned to face me and said, “You smell delicious.”
Woweeee! That caught me off guard. I thanked him and kinda blushed. He went into his truck and I got into my car. I paused before starting the ignition.
That felt AMAZING!!!
Years ago, my best friend, Alissa Sue, moved to New York City. Her leaving was a big loss for me. I mention her middle name, Sue, for this is her direct link to me as I am a Sue too!
At that time, I was saddled down at home with teaching and raising a young family. She was single and living a very exciting life in the Big Apple. About once or twice a year, I went to visit her. We ran around the city doing so many things, trying trendy restaurants, shopping in amazing stores, jogging in cool spaces, seeing hot shows and loving our time together. Those weekends together are etched in my mind.
Is this a Cinderella Story? Yes! As it has some of the same attributes. This story has wonder, excitement, and a Magic Wand! However, it all starts in the classroom.
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I’m not perfect! You’re not perfect! Everyone and everybody is annoying to someone at some point. Live with it.
If you realize that nothing is perfect, you will appreciate the imperfections of everyone and everything and get over being annoyed.
However…
Nothing could be more annoying than completing a 1000 piece jig saw puzzle and realize one piece is missing. Ask my friend Lisa, as she just completed a huge puzzle and it was missing one darn piece. UGH! That’s so annoying!
We made it! We are in the canoe.
Noonie is at the stern and I am in the bow. There is a slight breeze. The sky is evenly mixed with clouds and blue. The sun is in and out. It’s a perfect day to be on the water. Not too many bugs to bother us also. Off we go into the middle of the Lac Monroe.
A half hour later, “Sue, Do you want to dock and eat?”
I think of rain as drops of hope, the medicine for rebirth, the replenishing liquid of life, the means to grow, and the nectar of living.
It’s just not raining outside, the world is slowly re-creating. And just like that… one day the leaves appear!
In the most unlikely place, at the base of my outdoor staircase along the paved driveway, was this beautiful flower. It was growing in a tiny spec of earth between wood and pavement. It found the will to grow and be. Good Morning Sue!
A couple of days later on my morning walk, I quickly looked for the flower. The flower blossom was gone. The little plant was still there, but the blossom had finished and another was on the rise. My continued thought was I’m glad I captured the photo when I did. In life, beauty does not last forever.
OP/ED – With all the advanced technologies, discoveries, and theories why are we not better at being humans? If we can put men on the moon over 49 years ago, why are we not more intelligent? As humans we should have become more intelligent over those 49 years, yet now people are being killed in churches, synagogues, and schools… friggin schools!!! Is there no place of peace anymore?
Now…is the time. Not tomorrow. Not the next day. Not when you are on vacation. Not when you have reached your perfect weight. Not only on your birthday. Not when you deserve it. Not when the stars, the moon and the planets are all perfectly aligned.
Today is the day to eat the chocolate.
After months and months of planning, I have officially launched my 2017 Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation Fundraising campaign!
Each year in April, I send out a letter to my very dedicated Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation sponsors in a theme. This year I represented myself as Atlas, as I carry the weight of diabetes on my back. I want to change the world and find a cure! The gift of giving, gives more than you might know.
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