I’m so fond of all the folk who visit here; such different writing styles, such unique hearts and varied lifetyles. I’m enjoying taking the time to breathe between posts, too. I’ve actually been having inspiration for posts again, flitting in and out of my busy days as I take care of the family and try to get the house ready to welcome Christmas.

Thank you for taking the time to re-read my posts, to always share what you’ve got from reading them. Often you hit on something I was hoping to add to folks’ lives. I write for pleasure, because something deep inspires me – compels me – to write, but I never post unless I think there’s something someone might gain from reading what I write. Even if it’s just companionship, empathy, the triggering of a memory or an insight, I’m glad I called the blog Sharing the Journey, instead of giving it the name of my first site, Loving the Details. .I usually love most of them, but there’s a lifetime of learning in the details I resist and haven’t been able to love yet.

One of the sweetest lessons in life is learning that sometimes in the middle of excruciating pain, there is someone behind the scenes plotting to make us happy.

Beautifully put. In my coaching certification, there was actually a proficiency we had to demonstrate called Recognises the Perfection in Every Situation. It meant that we, as coaches had to show in our approach that we genuinely experience the world like this; we also had to demonstrate that we were encouraging clents to explore the concept, too, in their own way, within their own life circumstances. You’d make a great professional coach, as would many of the folk in our community.

I’m so sad your dad didn’t seem to appreciate the treasure he had in you. We do. I hope the wee boy from the cinema goes on to love good films, no matter how his family react.

I’m feeling a lot better today and have allotted a set amount of time to catch up on comment replies, checking for personal emails and maybe updating the blog. Thanks for still popping over here and contributing to keeping the ‘boxes below’ healthy.

@ Marc, my very own Welsh Dragon…
Thank you. You’re a sweetheart. I’m guessing you’ve been taking good care of yourself, curled up around the pile of dragon treasure that is your health and wellbeing. So glad to have you back! What you go through with your health every day should humble me, but ironically, on days when I’m down, it doesn’t make me feel any better comparing myself to others and feeling lucky – it just makes me feel for them even more! All days are a blessing, but you’ll know what I mean when I say today’s a good day, one to be used as fuel to get me up and at it. The comments our blogging community leaves on each other’s blogs is like medicine for the spirit, don’t you think? If your Christmas card arrives late, it’s because the wee baby dragon that carried it down to Wales burped and burned it…