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The Coffee is Staying Down!

Good Morning My Confidants!

I am drinking, cautiously, coffee this morning. It has more milk than I prefer, and it's just a regular smaller mug, but I'm drinking it! And with this stomach bug, I haven't been able to drink coffee, not really, in over a week! OMGosh!

So, wherever this day goes, if it starts like that, then the rest is gravy, right?

And a friend is coming over to help me straighten the living room and dining room for my little get together on Sunday. Not many people are coming, but people just don't want to leave their houses anymore, so I am grateful for a handful, and a handful means we can actually socialize.

Blessings blessings blessings!

The coffee is still staying down and no cramping.....

And we won't have to put the dogs in another room or lock them up. They will be able to run free! Because it is their home and not the people coming over. With less people we don't have to worry that they will try and slip out the door and they can get all kinds of petting and neck scritches. Once they get over the surprise of "Dad! Dad! Who are these people?!?! they will be in heaven.

I'm having one of my weaker days for some reason, but I am feeling good and I am smiling.

And I am claiming a good day.

And my good life.

I was reading a book by Elizabeth Gilbert called Committed and she was dealing with refugees and she was amazed that the number one thing on many of their minds wasn't the hell they had been through, but normal things like if another refugee liked them or not.

And when Viktor Frankl, the concentration camp survivor, wrote his book Man's Search for Meaning, I was blown away when he said that similar thoughts were what made them feel human in the worst of the worst situations we can possibly imagine. That changed my entire life. Set me on a path.

When the unbelievably sweet Eric Arvin was paralyzed from the neck down after an operation on a brain tumor and he wrote at least one more book and smiled and laughed whenever we were able to talk (which was rarely because he needed a machine to breath) and he made his last year and good year.... He never gave up. He refused to wallow in self-pity.

I had another friend who was always kind and sweet and positive…and she had had a husband who soundproofed the garage so he could beat her and nearly killed her and then her next husband cheated on her with his underaged daughter. If there was ever a woman who deserved to be nasty and bitter, but she wasn’t!

I don't mean to take a downturn there. But when I hear about people who refuse to smile...these are the kinds of things I can't help but think of.

Before I was born, God looked at me and said, "Hmmm.... Should I make him a Thomas or a Rockerfeller? A Thomas or a Rockerfeller? A Thomas or a Rockerfeller? Yeah! I know! A Thomas! He will far prefer that life!"

I'm kidding of course, but who knows? "He" might have been right!

Whatever is true, I can know this. I was given this life, and it is MY choice whether to make it a good one or a bad one. I have that ability. Because good isn't money. It's finding something to be glad about.

And I have a lot to be glad about.

How about you? I bet you do too!

Namasté my dear, dear friends,


BG "Gentle Ben" Thomas

PS: The coffee is still staying down! No cramping! Gravy indeed! This coffee is wonderful!

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26 Nis

Domefolk: Yeah for feeling better!!!!!


26 Nis

Yeah for coffee today. Thankfulness is definitely a state of mind. Even in bad weather we can be content!! Blessings..😄

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