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by Sumojo Author IconMail Icon
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The simplicity of my day to day.
This is where I write my thoughts, feelings and my daily trials, tribulations and happy things
November 23, 2024 at 10:54pm
November 23, 2024 at 10:54pm
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Day 2396--November 25, 2024

“When I started counting my blessings, my whole life turned around.”
Willie Nelson
In what ways can we count our blessings and feel thankful?

Sometimes it’s a hard thing to see what you’ve got and only be concerned by what you’ve not. We can become so involved in our troubles and worries we think we’re the only one and everyone else is doing so well.
Social media has a much to answer for. We log on to see our friends and family members having what appears to be a wonderful life; great kids, no money problems, nice house/car/clothes etc. Yet it is simply a veneer, everyone has troubles, it’s inevitable. Money doesn’t always guarantee success and happiness. Millionaires can still be miserable and unhappy. They still get sick.
Imagine sitting around a dining table with a group of others and each person put their troubles/problems in the centre and you could swap your troubles for one of theirs, I guarantee you’d quickly grab your own back.

So take a moment and count your blessings.

November 23, 2024 at 9:19am
November 23, 2024 at 9:19am
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21st November.
Have fun with these nine words: muscle, watch, wardrobe, energy, strike, exception, consciousness, point, and incentive.

It’s been a week of recovery of both mind and body. Each and every muscle without exception decided to let me know where it is situated and complained about the harsh treatment it received. My energy levels reached rock bottom, and I had no incentive to do much of anything, and more to the point my muse deserted me in my time of need.

Luckily when I tripped over my dog and hit my chin and throat on the vacuum cleaner, I didn’t lose consciousness. The strike caused me to receive a skin tear on my upper chest for which I’m still receiving medical treatment.

My husband is always reminding me to watch out for Lucy, who at aged 12 decides to lie down anywhere to sleep these days. She certainly moved very quickly after I came crashing down and yelled for John to come and help.
I wasn’t looking in any fit state to go anywhere, and John had to get something for me to wear from my wardrobe and assist me to dress before I could get my arm X-rayed at the hospital.





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