One Day at a Time.

And I quote -Why are there so many songs about rainbows

And what’s on the other side?

Rainbows are visions,

They’re only illusions,

Rainbows have nothing to hide.

So we’ve been told,

And some choose to believe it.

I know they’re wrong wait and see.

Someday we’ll find it,

The rainbow connection,

The lovers, the dreamers and me. End quote-

Lyrics by Jim Henson- favored artist Kermit the Frog.
Rainbows and Frogs- “look, look, look to the rainbow, follow the fellow who follows his dream.”

The fascination of the colors, shape and promise offer a trilogy of endless wonderment. Dorothy searched for happiness “Somewhere Over the Rainbow.” She learned that after her laborious travels, the click of the red shoes bringing her “Home” to Auntie Em’s smile was her Oz.

So you gamble at the track to win, place or show. Aren’t placing and showing, winning? Just get out of the gate, play your own game and recognize opportunities often disguised as hardships. In holy grail fashion , become the laureate of second chances even if your horse places or shows.

Don’t judge a situation you’ve never been in. Hard life lesson, learned. Our friend’s Love, Love their dogs. Like in OMG- DOG! The unrequited love in the wag of their tale and lick on their faces puts a smile on theirs second to none.
Our neighbors adopted a baby at birth. They threw the word adopted away as it had no “H” for Heart in it. When you have eight grandchildren that had nothing to do with biology and everything to do with “Everything,”- make them yours in heart, body and soul. Their memories will become your legacy. Believe me they know who loves them, chicken nuggets and all. If they don’t want scrambled eggs for breakfast offer them pancakes.

By the way guys it’s not dew on the white roses you sent yesterday -they’re tear drops. Very sincerely yours.

As next chapters come with rapid speed, listen carefully for the song of the male frog- a grunt, a croak. It often serves as the conduit to where you want to settle in. Don’t re-gift your life to people who treat you as after thoughts. First row, first seat – grab it when the music stops.

The Wizard made hay from the scarecrows stuffing. Fill each seat at your table with only the deepest of players who have your back while you turn around to watch as the parade passes. Let’s do it Wednesday.

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