MIAGD: Make it a great day
This time, each September, I go through a tremendous barrage of feelings as summer departs, taking with it my much beloved deck time and moments of joy watching the dogs, listening to the cardinals and mourning doves, feeling the breezes, and dining outside.
September 22nd always feels like a kick in the gut; I’m not a fan of fall; however, three days later, it’s my birthday and I am restored to better humor.
I used to love Starburst candy and absolutely loved the pink, strawberry chews. In fact, I’ve discovered Starburst yogurt that is marvelously addictive.
A packet, or better yet, a bag of Starburst offers a variety of distinctive flavors and an array of bright colored wrappers.
I’ve always believed that variety is a necessity in my life. I love “variety” in nearly everything, except my precious deck time.
I don’t really have “favorites” and try to not use the phrase, “That’s my favorite…” I don’t even have a favorite genre of music.
As a baby, Mother kept a radio in my crib because infant guru, Dr. Spock, believed the sound of music would assist babies in not being so disturbed by other noises. She changed the radio station weekly and I was introduced to a variety of genres, a variety in music.
Mother followed the same practice with my sister who arrived eight and one half years later and she, too, has a broad taste in music.
However, when my baby brother was born, sixteen months later, Mother’s fuller hands didn’t have the time to change radio station and my brother’s taste in music was extremely narrow.
Lack of variety?
September 22nd, the commencement of nature’s buffet of color, weather, traditions, food, and clothing and a bag of Starburst with varied flavors and colors.
I grudgingly accept Autumn despite my inner-Eastman Kodak love for the colors but will take a bag of Starburst to enjoy the rapid change of tart vs. smooth tastes.
Appreciate variety because that will open up your opportunities and ease to make it a great day.