It was a Beautiful weekend...

 

Because:

  • It was sunny and warm, but not too hot.  The stars and the moon shone bright at night.
  • Our friend played his monthly gig at our local bar and grill, where there were more people than usual who requested unusual songs and as a result the music just went on and on.
  • A friend was ordained a Deacon in the Episcopal Church.  The church was full of family and friends.  Multiple languages were spoken.  A funny, but sadly relevant sermon was given.  There was singing.  There was music.  There were leis.  There were a few tears.  There was food and wine.  (Wine which amused me since the label was Sh!tshow and I feel that I must get some for my house.)
  • I got my car washed by a local Boy Scout troop; even though it was the troop leader who did most of the work.
  • I made a new "friend" when I went to church, someone I thought I recognized and it turns out he and his wife live just a block or so away from me.  He knew the former owners of our house (not to be confused with the people who sold the house to us) and we shared some stories
  • My husband had pumpkin spice coffee waiting for me when I got home.  Even though there wasn't that much left in the pot.
  • We went up to Skytop for the fall festival.  The south lawn was full of vendors and people.  The sun was high in the sky.  We sat on the porch.  (There's nothing like sitting on that porch.)  I walked around.   I bought way too many bottles of wine.  (What can I say, I support local.)  I actually saw some bottles of Sh!tshow for sale, but they were all dry wines, and I am a little and fruity person (as if you couldn’t tell), so I had to pass.  But I WILL find the sweet(ish) one that they produce sometime.  In the meantime, my wine fridge overflowth.  (Is that a bad thing?)

It was a beautiful weekend not because I DID all those things, but because I was part of them.  It was because I got to experience them.  

 It is a new week.  There is horrible news.  There are bad times and people.  But that is not all of the world.  

 We sometimes forget that the world is full of beautiful and wonderful things and experiences.  We get caught up in the day to day that we aren't able to see the beauty.  We hear so much ugly, that we don't listen to the birds in the morning or the crickets at night.

 Life is not perfect.  It is far from it.  There's so much awfulness that it is so easy to be overwhelmed by it and forget to take in the beauty.

But it is there.  We have to let ourselves find it.  We have to let ourselves enjoy it.  We have to let ourselves embrace it.

 Embrace the beauty.  Let yourself see it.  Let yourself be it.

 Have a beautiful week.



Comments

  1. Beth, not boring! Your words show appreciation for the people and the lovely things that bring joy to our lives!

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