In case you missed it, I wrote a post over at the walk in love. blog earlier this week. It's something I've been thinking about a lot lately, and something for which I'm desperately grateful: the good stuff sticks.
"The chancellor of the university I attended used to say, "You have more bad days than good ones."
I love that.
Because, if not bad days, then at least blah days, right? Or side-tracked days, or I Yelled At My Kids Again days.
But remarkably, even with all the blah, frustrating, and downright awful days, people keep on doing extraordinary things. Dreams stay alive. Hard work - creative work - keeps happening. Marriages hold fast.
People keep climbing Everest and keep having babies EVEN AFTER THEY KNOW HOW HARD IT IS. Like, they know about running out of oxygen, and excruciating cramps, and pushing bodies past their physical limits, and wondering why they thought this was such a good idea in the first place - and I've heard Everest is tough too.
Last month I took my daughter to Snow Mountain for her birthday. It was 58° outside. Y'all, don't hate, that fake snow was magical. There was tubing and sledding and snowman-building. There were Christmas tree s, lights, snowballs, train rides, and hot chocolate. It was straight out of a freaking postcard ...until..."
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