I get to choose

by Growing Flowers

 

I love taking walks and I love being outside as much as possible. Especially in the winter, because it is more of a challenge.

The dogs come willingly and jump straight up in the air when we say the word. W – A – L – K.  It is always beautiful and it is always the same walk that we do. (It is why the pictures look familiar!) Talk flows, ideas come and the forever gratitude.

We’ve been busy-busy. In a GOOD way. We make sure to find time, every morning, to talk, before running out the door and driving those bumpy roads into town. We come home and enjoy long, drawn-out dinners together.  We see the goodness and concentrate and focus on the beauty. And in others too. Look for the good in everyone.

You get to choose. It is a choice. Every day, every minute. Every single moment. Choose the pulchritude, the grace.   Surround yourself with it.  Always. You get to choose. When you mess up, choose it again the next moment.  I would like to be reminded of this every day. I am reminding myself here. I get to choose.

 

 

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