Starting out TGIF with a little musical interlude. It's Marty Maguire's birthday and we should celebrate (she's the fiddle-playing Dixie Chick, if you don't know who's who).
It's Friday and I'm silly-proud of the fact that I was in my pajamas at 735 PM MDT. According to Facebook, I have friends who beat me to the punch while I was out looking for cookies. That's yet another reason why my friends are good people.
It's a bittersweet Friday night, or maybe I'm just worn out from a few days of taking "do the right thing" to a new level. I got wonderful news about a dear friend having a career "break" that's a life dream for him, and I can't wait to celebrate that next weekend. I also got news that a friend's mom, who is one of the reasons I walk every year (and who was my motivation to walk the first time I did so since she was practicing yoga through her radiation treatments) now has Stage 4 breast cancer. Please send a prayer up to the deity of your choice for J, if you would. See, bittersweet.
Tonight I am trusting in courage. It has been my "word of the year" for the last 12 months, and I find I still need it as much as I did then.
Tonight I am grateful for the three beings surrounding me right now. I'm fortunate that Tucker, Belle!, and Kita found their way into my world, and I believe they are fortunate I found my way into theirs. And yes, I'm saying that in spite of having taken Tucker to the vet today (annual check-up, he's fine, just a behavior disaster when we go).
Tonight I have faith that I will find my courage to help me take a leap forward, whatever that leap will be.
Be well, friends, and tell someone you love how much they mean to you.