I woke up early this morning…to the sound of thunder…it would have been the perfect morning to sleep in…dark…and…rumbling…but…I was awake…so…after a few minutes…I got on up and at ‘em…but…I was a little bummed…that I couldn’t continue to snooze…
Bertha…wandered in as I was drinking my coffee…and…of course…she said it reminded her of my life…
Huh…how could the thunder remind her of my life…
Well…it seems that…even though…sometimes…it seems…to me…like the perfect time for something…it just doesn’t happen…
I have to admit…that got my attention…and…yes…I can relate to it…it would be a long list…so…I won’t go into all the ways…
Anyway…she went on to say…that…it was okay…because…it isn’t the only time that things will ever be right…this is…life…it’s a process…not a one-time deal…maybe…my perception was off just a bit…and…while this may be the best time there has been…so far…maybe the next time will actually be even better…
Hmmm…the thunder is…rumbling…again…and…a nap sounds kind of nice…right about now…she may just be on to something…
Jane
