Has anyone compelled you to do something? Have you heard that one sentence “You really should.” many times by many people? Come on, be honest. Most likely you have.And I bet “No. I’m not one to do that.” was your answer.
Do you have a time each year when, after a few remembering thoughts begin, tears slowly start forming. They form because you ponder on something that took place years before that altered how you think for the rest of your life.
Everyone knows women are known to keep changing their mind. I’ll prove that is true by continuing my story on how I kept changing my mind on one important decision; the title of my book.
Have you ever had a tiny thought tucked under the rug for a few years? Then, one day, something comes pulling it out, gluing it to the top of your To-Do list. Time now I explain how that happened to me, and why my original book got a new name.
Who out there hears a certain song, and up pops certain memories of your children or someone else you know? Having two daughters and two sons, we partook in what felt like every single sport/activity in the universe. Okay, maybe not every single one, but darn near close. From football, volley ball, ballet, to horseback riding. From 4H, soccer, golf, to swimming. Heck, even Spanish sword fighting. You get the idea.
I bet you’ve had something take place fairly recently that got you to think of a certain time period that took place in your past. A few weeks back I shared how that had happened to me when I had fallen during my routine run. Because of that fall, I now know that collarbone is one word. Also, if you fall just right, the collarbone can break up into two or, like in my case, more than two places. I bet you are like me, wishing you didn’t have to learn facts such as these the hard way.
In my last writing, I shared that I’ll be looking back at a few past posts for a few weeks. The main reason is to show why thinking of my past makes the trial I’m currently going through a bit easier to deal with. But, I’ll be honest. There is one more reason. It’s because what did take place last week – collarbone surgery – has kept me from typing away in my office as much as I’d like.
