–Henri Nouwen
I know I’ve been quiet lately. Life just seems to get in the way at times. I’m good! Things are going well for me. I’m still going to work. I’m blessed and grateful that I have a job when so many at this time do not. I’m behaving myself and staying isolated. I wear a mask, I social distance, I order my groceries online and have them delivered.
I stayed home on Thanksgiving. I cooked a full meal; turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing, green beans, gravy and rolls. I even had brownies for dessert! I haven’t cooked this much in ages! I’ll have leftovers for a long time! My little dog, Rocket, Loves turkey! I am truly blessed to have the bounty of food that I have!
I’m an introvert and spend a great deal of time alone. So I don’t think being isolated during COVID has effected me the way that it might others. I do think that in some ways, being isolated has been a blessing.
This time has been a time of introspection for me. It’s been a time to count my blessings. There are times when we are our own worst enemy. I don’t know if it’s human nature, but so many of us tend to see the negative during a time like we are going through right now. I know it’s a hard time. I really do.
I think that each of us needs to dig down deep within ourselves and see the good around us; to see the positive; to count our blessings.
I’m not saying that I’m immune to a case of the blues, or a case of “poor me”. I do it too. But staying in that state of mind does nothing for you except bring you down. Let’s do our best to lift ourselves up and lift each other up!
Today is a gift! That’s why it’s call the Present. Let’s make the most of it!
I wish each and every one of you a day of beauty, peace and happiness.
Penny ❤
Copyright (C) Penny Wilson
Viktor Frankl NEUROLOGIST, PSYCHOTHERAPIST
You sneaky bastard. You won’t take me. I won’t go. Many have gone before me at your hand. You caught me at my weakest in the past and you took control of my life, my thoughts, my very breath. You took the sun, the warmth and the joy from my heart.
But no more. I am stronger than you realize and I will not cower to you. I will not succumb to your black soul. Your vile breath has been felt on my neck as you wait to pounce. I recognize your stench. It is the smell of despair and loss, of hatred and loathing.
I have the light on my side. Love, forgiveness and kindness are it’s foundation and you will not shake that foundation.
You will not take me.
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
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