GOOD MORNING WORLD
Ever watch a balloon floating in the air? Any kind of balloon! I am partial to the huge colorful ones with the gondola’s in which you can ride? I want my balloon to take me to Oz. No one can seem to find it so I have never had a ride in one! Balloons are one of the reasons I loved living in St. Louis as the sky was often full of balloons floating by. They had a special celebration called:
At this time it was fun to sit on the deck and just watch as they drifted above our home. If you ever have a chance go see it.
This morning I am feeling buoyant. I think there are many reasons. It is a beautiful day outside our cottage. Dad came for coffee and seems to be in good shape. I had lunch with one sister yesterday and dinner and a movie last night with the other. I have the promise of a visit from my brother tonight or tomorrow. My sister/aunt will be in town today so I can see her as well. I am having lunch with some girlfriends. I am getting excited about my first time upcoming visit to a spa for a few days beginning on Sunday. I am enjoying the hope emanating from the Republican Convention. I am impressed with all the wonderful women who have told their stories. The speeches have been powerful from all. The news of Isaac is getting better and Robin Robert’s farewell for a while on GMA was lovely and hopeful.
Today, I think at about noon, I will reach the quarter mark of my one year attempt to write daily. It is invigorating! I want to jump high and say I did it! I am such a hard task master on myself I cannot do it as I missed one post on August 16th. Written and not posted is a struggle for me? Did I meet my goal of writing a blog daily or not? For me it is a real dilemma. My immediate answer is not – good luck this next quarter. The person that is trying to not be so tough on me says I made it. This will be mulled by me for days. In the end I can at least say I have made a good effort for sure.
That brings me to the word goal. To me it has ever been a dirty four letter word. As bad as some others we all know and occasionally speak. Goal was a word I could not ever seem to achieve. I would decide to do something and set a goal and fail over and over again. I got tired of my own failures. Failure is a dirty word as well and few may know how much I have failed.
To me failure is unacceptable and yet I do it so often. I decide to clean my desk and get diverted. I decide to write a few letters and the paper sits out for days. I decide to … I decide to… I no longer decide. I tell myself if I can do one thing on my list each day then I am okay. I no longer set goals until I decided to write this blog. It seemed I needed a reason to do so and an end date. I set the goal of one year of writing each day. So far I have written each day. The 8/16 posting was a miss and luckily I did not let it be a deal breaker.
I was sharing my dislike of the word goal with a friend years ago. He gave me an acronym which I cannot remember for the life of me. It was something like GOAL is God’s Objectives Attained Lovingly. That I can accept. It is the lovingly which means loving me despite my failures that is my struggle! Perhaps it is others as well. Today I will be kind to myself and let the buoyancy of the day and my mood carry me I WILL accept that I made a goal to write and have had success this first quarter! I will continue with the joy of knowing that whatever I do God has me in His hands.
…..ONWARD TO MORE MISADVENTURE…