Urania looked like she’d just licked a lemon. “What happened there? With the h in relationships?”
“Typist got ahead of herself and printed a p.” Calliope shrugged. “It happens. She kinda fixed it.”
“How about those anemones?” Thalia wiggled her eyebrows. “That luscious color is a mix of primary blue and a little bit of orange. Nice, huh?”
Yesterday a friend shared a piece of beautiful writing with me. The story carried experiences from childhood viewed from a mature man’s perspective. The story was wrapped in honesty, acceptance, and openness… for choices and people… past and present. The story reminded me of one of my favorite quotes from Father Laurence: We have to keep in mind that we are learners, not judges.
Yes…
In relationship with others,
but first with ourselves.
It’s my experience that when I can love and accept myself,
doing so opens the door to love and accept all others.
Sorry about the h. 😂
No worries about a minor letter mistake, you’ll do better next time. As they say, “With ‘h’ comes experience!” 😁
I don’t always reply but this one has me smiling! 😊😁😂