Staying connected to our souls as the Thursday-end of summer goal. With adventures displayed daily through the eye of photo shop on social media, i.e. Instagram and Facebook, we travel guide through the elaborate display of someone else’s life. As the carpe diem magnet stares back at us from our refrigerator door we put down our electronics, pick up our latest book and go on a new journey. Daily pictures of summer trips to Portugal, the latest sneaker fashion trend, what your friends Aunt did on her 98th (bh) b-day, and a stranger’s newly painted front door-become as routine as the morning paper and orange juice. The flowers in Lady X’s garden or the smile on Mr. B’s grandchildrens (no visiting day) faces have replaced “All My Children” and our voyeuristic interest in Erica’s choice for an eighth husband. So when your grandchildren return from a summer trip and come over for Legos and Lunch, listen carefully when you hear- “I love being here so much, it feels like I never left.” Take defining moments like these to log out of anyone elses newly painted front door and walk through your own with your head high and your Lucky smile. Grass greener seekers need not apply. Make someone else’s day -get to Rye Play-land when the gates open wide.
So true Judy…our lives really are defined by our OWN definition of joy. ________________________________
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