The Days Come and Go

Just A Thought:
The days come and go like muffled and veiled figures sent from a distant friendly party, but they say nothing, and if we do not use the gifts they bring, they carry them as silently away.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

When I begin to write my blog I sit and wait... for the perfect word or thought to share... I'll read and reread, write and rewrite, while searching through my books for a quote until I find the perfect one. The beginning of each entry is like the familiar "free writing" exercise during which ideas are just written down without direction. Eventually I find my way through the clutter that are my thoughts. "Patience"...there it is and finally my thoughts connect.
Patience is not something we possess but something we strive for...I can't find the energy or desire to search today... I just feel the weight of every little problem stacked one on top of another. I used to keep a log in which I wrote daily at least one good thing, or gift, that I received that day. Somedays it was easy to add several good things that happened, or gifts that I'd receive. I also had days that seemed horrible, and I found it hard to believe that anything was positive... But Emerson is right...if we don't allow ourselves to see the good things in each day, they will slip silently away...I think I'll start that list again. My "positive" for today is my appreciation for my father... and the coffee and muffin that we had together this morning...