It has been a quiet Saturday:
- Baked a Dutch baby for breakfast, which warmed the kitchen and made it smell nice.
- Put in a few loads of wash.
- Sorted through old paper work--those bits and pieces that come in the mail and seem important at the time, but hang around uselessly for months.
- Walked in the cold, windy woods.
- Came home and made hot tea.
- While we were out a package arrived! It was the book I ordered: Connecting With Young Children: Educating the Will. I read the first chapter this afternoon, good stuff.
- Knit a bit. (See that blue wool in my knitting basket? It is becoming a hat and mittens.)
When I was a young woman an older lady said to me, "Happiness is a choice." I was shocked by her words and thought that she couldn't be right, for who would choose to be unhappy? Now that I have reached her age, I have come to appreciate her words as some of the wisest I have ever heard. Life will always be hard; I will always have problems; there will be countless sorrows. But, if I want to, I can be happy anyway. It's up to me. This is the power of the human will.
Right now Emmeline is quietly playing Sunday Morning on the piano. It is such a soft, lovely song. Luke is happily playing a game with Zach. Amy is reading, and Seth is working on an assignment for one of his college classes. I am going to settle in on the sofa with my knitting, my pug, and my thoughts. In a little while the whole family will gather for a movie--not sure which one we'll watch, but I'm casting my vote for The Wizard of Oz.
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