Today, someone stopped by and assured me she’s doing every day what I told her to do.
Just take the next step, look for something good every day.
“That’s why I keep doing it because you said so.”
Another friend suggested I begin to place value on my art, described me as emerging.
What a hopeful word.
Still another commented, “It’s good your children have you as their mother, so in tune with them”
She was genuine, her words spilling over. I held them close to my chest, still am.
I saw a high school friend of my daughter’s, her face beaming beauty, and answered when asked about my girl “She’s the same as you, so in love, it’s evident” and she smiled a smile I know her mama loves to see like me.
My age was disputed by a happy young woman at the grocery checkout, no way you could qualify for the senior discount.
I walked today, music in my ears, swiftly and with a passion.
Not pressing, pushing, I’m so much stronger now.
Back again to the place of being amazed by the sky and the places where the clouds hang majestic until I turn my corner home to notice the going down pale pink in the pines, end of day.
I’d not forgotten the good, had just not remembered the joy in keeping account of the day.
Until she stopped by to see me and we both remembered.
“I’m praying God brings something good to you today, so good, impossible not to notice.”
“For he satisfies the longing soul, and the hungry soul he fills with good things.”
Psalms 107:9 ESV
It was good, today a good day.