Many thanks to all who entered the drawing, and to everyone who sent birthday wishes. You made me so “hoppy”! (Oh, c’mon. I can’t have a pun-less birthday!)
While I’m passing out gifts, and since it is the holiday season, I want to share my wishes for all of you . . .
I wish you the gift of laughter–even if it means laughing at yourself.
I wish you the gift of time to “be,” not do–just “be” for a moment and be mindful.
I wish you the gift of kindness–toward yourself especially. (We are our own worst critiques, aren’t we?)
I wish you the gift of inspiration from unexpected sources–and the presence of mind to write it down!
I wish you the gift of a tender, child-like heart–if even for a day, especially this time of year.
And now, if you’ll excuse me, I think I will give myself the gift of one more slice of birthday cake!
My mother asked me what I wanted for my birthday, so I said I wanted to read poetry with her. ~ Guy Johnson (author and Maya Angelou’s son)