My doctor's appointment was great. I have been an insulin-dependent diabetic for 33 years. I have no diabetic complications. My feet are fine. My eyes are fine. My blood pressure is great. My cholesterol is normal. I'm pretty healthy, for an overweight poet. I celebrated this news by going for a run. It was 80 degrees, and I stopped at a kids' lemonade stand to buy a drink and a cookie after I was done.
So, I've got health. I don't have wealth. Happiness? Well, that depends on the day. Tonight, I have happiness. I just finished a great novel, and I'm enjoying writing this post. Soon, I'll brush my teeth and go to bed with my wife. We'll read our nightly devotions together. Then, my happy day will be over.
Happiness really is a choice. I woke up convinced that I was going to thoroughly enjoy myself today. I did. Now, if I can do that all the time, I wouldn't have to take a sleeping pill every night. I'd wake up excited for the day's challenges. Choices.
My question this Web dip Monday is:
Will I have happiness this week of my life?
And the answer from Charlotte:
...Charlotte had finished her web. The word HUMBLE was woven neatly in the center. Nobody noticed it in the darkness. Everyone was tired and happy.
Message received.
Saint Marty has some positive choices to make.
I'm not sure, either |
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