I’ve got on my ruby slippers and I am clicking my heels together like nobody’s business.
I’m not trying to get home but I am trying to get to a better place in my mind. Do you ever have a day – or several – when you feel blue? I’d like to slap myself silly, reminding myself how truly blessed I am. That is fact. But the blues are emotional. Click. Click. CLICK.
The late Shel Silverstein wrote, “When the light turns green, you go. When the light turns red, you stop. But where do you go when the light turns blue with orange and lavender spots?” That pretty much sums it up for me today. Swaddled in blue with orange and lavender spots. It’s not that I don’t know what to do – it’s that there is nothing I can do. Click x 1000.
I considered a loved one’s words to me as golden. I shouldn’t have. They were beautifully disguised scrap metal. My feelers ache, my heart hurts. click. I looked forward to a very productive work day. It wasn’t. click. click. Someone I trusted implicitly made me feel so very foolish. click. click. click.
But there are high points – and today is no different. Got two orders for these homemade bread treats I make. Click. I know that worrying and fretting over anything is a waste of time. Click. Click. And here’s hoping that tear drops make yeast bread extra tasty. Click. Click. Click.
My friend, Sharon, always comes to mind when I’m blue. She’s the greatest. She always reminds me of the line from Eric Carle’s book, The Very Hungry Caterpillar. He says, “Just when the caterpillar thought his life was over … he turned into a butterfly.”
No more clicking. When I go to bed tonight, I’m going to pray I wake up with a beautiful green bod and giant multi-colored wings.