Awoke to brilliant sunshine in Helsinki, Finland this morning. No, I wasn’t dreaming. I’m on a cruise with Stan and Judy Gaede. This was a dream trip that Jud and I were to take with our friends. And then there were three…
For the past two days we were in Stockholm, Sweden. So good to be in the part of the world from which Jud’s and my ancestors fled happily to the United States “vit tankful hearts”, high hopes and low money.
We continue to live well off “high hopes” and “tankful hearts.”
Yesterday as I sat on a park bench in Stockholm, I found myself smiling at the sight of couples. Felt like the world paraded before me as twosomes. They came two by two whether children, old and young lovers or friends.
A thought came to me. When I told Stan and Judy “a thought came to me” as we sat sharing dinner together last night, Stan piped up with, “that’s dangerous.” He’s right.
One hears warnings about second hand smoke. It is dangerous and can kill.
Yesterday I took in joy. Second hand joy as I watched couples stroll by, or ride by on bicycles. Love goes on. Friendships grow. I was left feeling blessed, not bereft.
So, today I’m grateful for joy whether first or second hand.
It’s still joy.
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