Today I love discussing plans, examining possibilities, exploring potentials, and contemplating decisions. I love that I have a plan for investing and that it is not set in stone but it’s pretty firm at this point. I love that I am able to hold onto that plan with one hand, so to speak, while I turn over other opportunities with the other hand and consider their challenges and advantages. I love that there are people who care about my future and well being that are helping me with these things and that there have always been such people in my life. I love that these are exciting times and that they might get even more exciting but they will likely never be dull. I love watching the future and its potential change and morph and then meld into the present at the event horizon of now as it slides effortlessly into the past and becomes more of my memories. I love that memories are the things that were once my plans.
Today I love early morning walking workouts, being almost alone on the track, and not seeing the “New Year’s Resolution” fitness people as they resign themselves to the fact that they have already broken their resolution and they’ll have to wait until next year to get at it again. I love that I am keeping active and that I didn’t make a resolution, just a decision to take better care of myself. I love that I don’t freak out if I miss something I normally do regularly and I just make up for it at another time. I love that I still can’t swim well enough to do that steadily but I won’t quit, ’cause I like swimming, even if I do only get into the pool once or twice a month.
Today I love that it’s time to make another batch of oatmeal and I’m planning on putting freshly frozen fruit in it this time. I love thinking about summer coming and how amazing it is to be by the water in the summer time. I love that there is grass showing again and February still isn’t over. I love that gulls are wheeling in the air and calling out their plaintive requests for warmer water and easier fishing. I love the smell of cedars and miss it from my last home, but there’s some over the back fence here and I may have to trim it, even though it isn’t mine.
Today I love coffee and cedar trimming contemplations.