"Why am I almost naked in a huge bucket of water with strangers?"
Since I am already wet, I swim for 45 minutes, jump out quickly and sprint for the indoor showers. Another healthy day for mind, body and spirit.
Coffee is perfuming the air (if you love coffee you know what I mean by this) as I park in the driveway, dodge a few lazy cats and go inside the house swinging my now wet swimming gear wrapped in a towel. The man of my dreams always asks,
"How was your swim?"
from the big, white, shabby chic , overstuffed chair by the fireplace (also called The Throne).
Depending on how blue my lips are, I will cheerily respond,
"The water was ni.....c......e!" or
"I was drowned by some wanna-be Olympian guy." or
"I wonder how long I have had a hole in my swimsuit...in the back by my tush?!" or
"I think somebody poured lead into my arms and legs because I was pathetically slow." or
"The showers were nice and toasty warm!"
As I grab my cup of coffee or I should probably say, my cup of brown-sugar-creamer-coffee; I pause to turn on my laptop as I head to the bathroom to dry out the wet clothing. Sitting in my favorite pretty chair (I always need a pretty girlie-girl chair to solve life's problems and catastrophe's) I open up my email to find a message sent from my husband aka the man of my dreams:
Subject: I loves you.
Thanks for all you are, all you do and all you will be.
I loves you.
It would be life changing if every single man, woman and child received emails of love from their families and friends. Maybe forgiveness would come faster and easier, maybe kindness would be limitless and with no boundaries, and maybe we all could then live a little happier and peaceful with each other.
Please send a love email today to someone who needs to hear they are loved.
1 comment:
Thank you Lisa for your words of wisdom. I'm sending this to your dense, er, I mean darling brother right now :)
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