Yesterday morning brought disillusionment, but the evening ended with hope. As the last glimmer of dusk sank into the horizon, my smile rose to greet the stars above.
Every step I take gets me closer to my goal. After my somewhat sad news, my husband, calling me from a noisy airport terminal, suggested I spend the day doing only fun things to cheer myself up. After a moment’s consideration, I decided to follow his advice. For weeks now I had been depriving myself of reading because I kept making other things a priority. Not this time. I picked up the book I really wanted to enjoy, stretched out on my couch and read for hours. So much that I forgot to eat lunch. Peeling myself off the couch must have rejuvenated the juices in my brain because then I got another idea of what to do. Keep moving in a forward direction. I wrote for a while and then sent another submittal to another source for possible publishing. Later my sister called me asking me if I was okay. And I was. Because by that time, I had taken two steps forward to counteract my one step back. And it felt good.
I headed into our dinner and a movie with a feeling of contentment. I envisioned myself laying a walkway of yellow pavers. Yellow because it’s the happiest color, to me, at least. And pavers because every step I take propels me to my final destination. I don’t know how many yellow pavers I’m going to lay or how long it’s going to take, but as long as I keep moving in the direction that brings me happiness, I will enjoy the path. So here’s to the closet artists that picked up their paintbrush or the novice cooks that attempted a new recipe or the first time bloggers that finally created an online presence. Take a step, make your mark and plant your yellow paver. One day we’ll look back and smile at the masterpiece of paths we created.