Positive Stories

Promises of More

The sounds of hustle and bustle woke me from my sleep. People getting up extra early today to prepare for the long, holiday weekend. Inviting friends and relatives into their homes, or traveling themselves to distant places. It's going to be a busy weekend, and I plan to slow down and reflect on what times like these are really for: celebrating with loved ones, friends and family alike.

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Unexpected

The weather everywhere seems to have been extremely unpredictable lately – not a cloud in the sky one moment, and a downpour the next. All the more reason to live fully in every moment we’re given.

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Positivity

My coworkers spend every day complaining about something or other, and counting down the minutes until they get to go home; I take my time and try to enjoy my day, finding the positive side of everything they choose to complain about. A good attitude can be infectious.

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A Time to Remember

My significant other's grandfather passed away early last week. I didn't know him at all, but she tells me he was quite the character. Before his death he demanded that they not have a large funeral for him, but a small family gathering instead; if they didn't comply with his wishes he threatened (in jest) that he'd withhold their inheritance!

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red flower day

I always know that Spring is truly here when the old gentleman from the VFW stands by the doors of the supermarket with his handful of cloth flowers. I gladly donate, and add to my collection of them above my visor

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Fresh

I was woken up early this morning to the sound of my neighbor mowing his lawn. My alarm clock wasn't due to go off for another hour, and the mowing was too loud to fall back asleep to; so I sat back and enjoyed the smell of fresh-cut grass.

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Gratitude

Waiting in line at a checkout, watching a mother and daughter ahead of me while listening to my frozen items defrost.

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Passage of Time

Sitting in a booth at a fiber show, distracting myself from time by spinning wool. The clock ticks slowly.....tick.....tick.....tick.

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Passage of Time

Sitting in a booth at a fiber show, distracting myself from time by spinning wool. The clock ticks slowly.....tick.....tick.....tick.

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