Today I love people who keep going, the ones who say, “Let’s get started then.” I love that they don’t stop to lament about what setbacks may have happened. I love that they pick up the load and head out in the direction of progress every time. I love that there is no stopping some people. I love that, as much as I hate the phrase, “going forward,” that’s pretty much where some people live their lives, in the advanced scout group, looking for the right way, the clear path, or clearing one if need be for the rest of humanity. It’s not their fault if the rest of humanity sometimes gets lost behind them, I love that they will wait for us to realize that the easy looking path we chose leads nowhere or backwards and then there they are again, waiting for us to follow. I love people who lead with integrity. I love people who lead with empathy and caring for all of humanity. I love people who understand that language and facial features and country of origin and gender are not important things when deciding who to care for or about. I love the people who simply care for others.
Today I love that glorious sun shining down on my sleepy little city. What? It’s not sleepy? Must just be me. I love that the medications and my physiotherapist have helped me immensely in sorting out what to do for my back and how to take care of myself until I’ve healed. I love that the world puts up with me when I get grumbling about not being able to keep up. I love that I’m slowly picking up speed again and, although I may have overdone it a bit yesterday, I’m still much better today than I had a right to hope for.
Today I love making faces at babies that make them smile or laugh. I love freshly pressed apple cider (Thanks A. and A.). I love keeping busy even if I can’t keep up with the world. I love that I’m keeping pace now and will soon catch up to where I was before that nasty broom accident. I love that I will be going to curling this week, but I will leave the actual curling part to a spare who has graciously agreed to take my place on the ice. I love that when the odds are stacked against me at a million to one, there’s still always that one chance that the best possible thing might happen.
Today I love coffee in the glorious sunshine.