Minutes, hours, days, weeks, and months disappear in a flash sometimes, don't they? I've been staring at this laptop daily for weeks, until today, when the bottom fell out of my patience.
As a kid, how many times were you sent to your room as punishment? Or sat in a "time out" chair in a corner to think about your bad behavior? Maybe you were grounded for breaking rules that just seemed ridiculously unfair. I can't count those times. For me, they didn't exist. I was the consummate obedient child. My parents might have told me to do something twice here and there but failing them completely was not an option in my playbook. But today it is time. I have put myself in "time out" until a blog is etched in blood. No TV, no cell phone, and if time dawdles past noon, no wine until I kick this lazy-ass-of-a-brain into gear. With all the disappointments and losses I have felt over the last few years, I have equally been blessed with wonder and grace. I have journeyed a long road to accept the monumental reality that yesterday is gone and tomorrow is not promised. The miracle of today is all I have. So as my grandmother would have said, "You'd best thank your lucky stars, little girl." Age-old wisdom just waltzes through our lives every day. And if you listen, you learn. Life – a day at a time – is humorous almost to the point of enjoyable. Circumstances may demand that memories linger, but when you limit your consciousness to small windows of time, you realize that life is a hoot. I fell last week. Tripping over a wrinkle in a throw rug, I was throttled in slow motion toward an end table and heard myself say, “Shit, I’m goin’ down.” While I threw the lamp and various trinkets to the floor, I managed to push the table out of my way catching only my chin on the corner. And even while I applauded myself with a few “Way to go, dipshit” praises as I got up I “thanked my lucky stars” that nothing seemed broken. I did feel like I had gone over Niagara Falls in a barrel for a good part of the week, and the bruise under my chin is still laughable. But that was then. And now, who cares? Life, worry-free, a day-at-a-time is doable. Do not waste it, my friends. Oooh. Looky there! I have a blog! See what the threat of no wine can accomplish? My guardian angel has delivered again. Can I keep this momentary win going? Ah, but that is fodder for yet another rant.
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Michael
6/8/2024 10:57:18 am
I’ve missed you!
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Jacque Stratman @Sassy Sentiments
6/10/2024 05:25:07 am
Thanks, Mike! My life is certainly a journey. And not always easy! I keep grabbing for that brass ring, but it seems just out of reach. LOL
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Carol
6/8/2024 11:43:19 am
I really enjoy your blog - it's always uplifting, sweet, funny; and I always find some little gem in your writing that stays with me.
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Jacque Stratman @Sassy Sentiments
6/10/2024 05:30:29 am
That has to be the ultimate compliment! Thank you, Carol, SO much! I am truly on an energy quest these days. But the fact that dedicated readers are always there when I need them the most is the best motivation ever!
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RLH
6/9/2024 09:32:23 pm
She's BAAAAAAAAAACK!
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Jacque Stratman @Sassy Sentiments
6/10/2024 05:31:38 am
That's probably a stretch, RAN, but thanks for noticing! LOL
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