Monday, September 24, 2012

Chasing Light

I chased the light this morning. 
I almost caught and just for a moment
I held it in my hand, 

but just like water it slipped between my fingers, and then it was gone.

life is a vapor
JDF










 
The Hammer of What If

Some play to win
Some play not to lose
Some refuse to play at all

For those who play to win, they understand they could lose it all, but willingly risk it all to achieve greatness.
For those who play not to lose, the fear of losing overtakes them and holds them hostage as average.
For those who refuse to play at all, the fear 

of the unknown controls them and chains them in failure.

For all of us who play it safe and those of us who fail to even try, the hammer of "what ifs" chips away at us and eventually breaks us. When that happens, it changes us forever.

I wonder, is it better to risk it all and be changed, or play it safe and just not try and still be changed? Each of us must decide, but either way, we will change.

from Picture Book #2 By James David Furlow

Sunday, September 16, 2012

The Weekend

 I started my weekend by getting up at 5:30 a.m. to catch the sunrise at Sylvan Beach. It was awesome to see the sun slowly turn the sky various shades of blue, orange and gray. There was no breeze, just calm and peaceful, drinking a good cup of hot coffee and enjoying the beginning of the day. I wish I could start everyday like this.





Later that day we drove to Dallas to see our daughter, Abby sing in the chorus at Dallas Baptist University. Her choir was performing the Gilbert and Sullivan Operetta "The HMS Pinafore." Abby and the choir are so talented. We had a late lunch and early supper with Abby at Beto's Restaurant. They served the best "Carne Guisada" I have ever eaten.


Here's Abby in costume having a ball! Naturally, dad is really proud of her.

Friday, September 14, 2012

Recycle, do not throw in the trash

 I've seen this same trash can for several months. Waking up this morning, with the usual aches and pains that come from being 58 old years, my thoughts went to how awkward this age can be. Your stuck in between being an middle aged adult and being considered a senior adult. In other words, too late to start over, but too young retire. I need to be recycled, not thrown in the trash. 








I begin the day with a cup of go juice. I know, at my age, the caffeine will keep me awake. That's the point!


Then I move from caffeine, to water for my ailing kidneys, which of course fills my bladder and I have to go the restroom a million times a day. The joys of being a "Tweener."
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