I am always surrounded by words. Some are my own, some I just borrow from others for a little while. But the best words this week came in the form of a completely unexpected handwritten note from a stranger. We just sold some outdoor furniture last week on craigslist…a lady saw the posting online and emailed me saying she’d shown it to her parents, who wanted to purchase the set for their new house, and that she had enlisted her daughter (who lives much closer to us) to come and pick it up. A real family affair…three generations involved in the transaction. So I’ve emailed the mom and met the daughter, but had no contact with the actual new owners of the furniture. Until today. The couple sent a two-line thank you on a plain white square of notepaper– nothing at all fancy about it, but it totally made my day. After all the crazy, incoherent, and just plain rude responses we had to the ad, I was especially grateful for these kind words.
I want to be a writer, yet Henry David Thoreau's cautionary words echo in my brain: "How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live." Knowing I have promised to blog daily for the coming year, I am committed to living the next 365 days to the fullest by seizing new opportunities, making old routines less mundane, and immersing myself in the details of ordinary situations. Building these habits will be key to convincing myself that I can legitimately sit down to write a future bestseller!
The Year in Review
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