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No. Today was no lousy Wednesday though I do think the skies have been gray the whole day and I do know of friends and family going through a lot of stuff but I was fairly productive … the velcro on the seat of my pants has been working … and the steady rain all worked to keep me inside. And then while wrapping up the day I walked past a stack of books and there was Steinbeck’s Sweet Thursday and I randomly opened it up and here’s what Steinbeck’s character Mack had to say:

“Some days are born ugly. From the very first light they are no damn good whatever the weather, and everybody knows it. No one knows what causes this, but on such a day people resist getting out of bed and set their heels against the day. When they are finally forced out by hunger or job they find that the day is just as lousy as they knew it would be.

“On such a day it is impossible to make a good cup of coffee, shoestrings break, cups leap from the shelf by themselves and shatter on the floor, children ordinarily honest tell lies, and children ordinarily good unscrew the tap handles of the gas range and lose the screws and have to be spanked. This is the day the cat chooses to have kittens and housebroken dogs wet on the parlor rug.

“Oh, it’s awful on such a day! The postman brings overdue bills. … Mack knew it was going to be that kind of day. He couldn’t find his pants. He fell over a box that had crept out in his path. … on his way across the vacant lot he went out of his way to kick a dandelion flower. …”

No, today was no lousy Wednesday and my dandelions are enjoying this rain but I do hope we all have a sweet Thursday. Take care out there! 🙂

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As soon as my brother uttered the words, I smiled and shook my head.  Once again I was proven right.  I may feel compelled to put my words out into the world, but it is my brothers who are the poets in my family.  In this case, my youngest brother was simply sharing his growing understanding of what it means to be a father — the ups and downs and everything in between.  And with this understanding he was able to look into the past from a different perspective.  “I remember,” he said, “walking towards Pop.  He was sitting in that chair, lost in thought, tilted over, looking like a dandelion without light.  I don’t know which of us he was worried about that day or if he was sitting there wishing he’d done some things differently in life or maybe he was just missing Ma.  But then he saw me and he straightened up and he smiled.  It was like the sun had come out.  I was his light.  That is what my son is like for me.”

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“Sometimes we do not know what we know until it comes through the soles of our feet, the embrace of a tender lover, or the kindness of a stranger.  Touching the truth with our minds alone is not enough.  We are made to touch it with our bodies.”  — Barbara Brown Taylor in An Altar in the World

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