I try to pick up good advice and life lessons wherever I can. Today I got some good advice from the hibiscus that lives in my office at the library. The advice is this: Oh, the difference a day can make. A possible secondary lesson might be: Be patient. Good things take time. Or maybe: Enjoy thoroughly. Good things should be cherished while we have the opportunity for nothing in the world lasts forever. I shall try to remember that the next time I am having one of THOSE days.... you know, where everything seems to go wrong and silly, little things seem insurmountable....
|Monday. Lovely buds, one tiny and one large, that brim with promise.|
|Wednesday. One blossom opens revealing itself, the other still building up to its glory.|
|Thursday. One blossom's petals slowly withering while the other still holds its hope for tomorrow.|
For the record I am, quite thankfully, NOT having one of those days. It is sunny and hot. I did yoga in the sunshine to start my day. Matt made pumpkin pancakes. We rode bicycle to the library under a swell blue sky. My boss took the office out for lunch to a sweet little restaurant nestled in a residential neighborhood (a rarity around here) where the food was quite good. I had my first panini. I am visiting my awesome aunt Mary Ann after work. Tomorrow is Friday and there is a long weekend ahead. Matt and I have a day hike planned for the weekend. Happy Thursday to me.
I find a great comfort in knowing that each day is a brand new beginning, a chance to start fresh. Each day is an opportunity to grow. That makes me happy. No problem is truly insurmountable. No day is truly bad. I've said it before, and I believe it is worth repeating: life is what you make of it. It is primarily a matter of attitude and determination. But, sometimes, a little reminder of that is helpful.