Photo by Larry Mohr
The television was on and I wasn’t paying much attention. A human interest story came on, the sort that newscasters use to end a depressing report on a lighter note. A couple in their nineties got married, and it was the first time for the bride. Mom said,
“See! She used to be a nun and she got married. I could get a boyfriend! If I wanted one.”
I’m not sure my mom really wants a boyfriend, though I know she feels the loneliness of losing her life partner after more than fifty-five years of marriage. But I love the attitude that anything is possible. For the nun. For my mom. For me. For you.
That’s the sweetest story ever! For me it’s sticking with cardio exercise. I’ve started it again. Hope the habit will stick this time.
Dianne, when I set goals, one thing I have to remind myself of over and over is to set reasonable, achievable goals. Meet them, then rachet it up. Hope your new habit brings you joy!