I can’t remember so many things:
When I last saw my sister-in-law JoAnn who lives in Israel
What I had for dinner two nights ago
What my husband and I did last New Year’s Eve
I can’t remember:
What I read about CBD and gummies to help the elderly cope with aging’s ills (yikes – I am elderly too – I need to pay more attention!!!!).
What AARP said in its monthly magazine about how to be “a super-ager.” It was something about connectedness and engagement with others.
And I only vaguely remember the article I read about “less is more” when putting pen to paper – but the impact of that particular article lingers in the blurry recesses of my memory. And it guides me as I process just exactly what and how I choose to write.
For instance: using one or two adjectives to describe something is more powerful than a string of them
Ditto for citing an example of something: one clearly written example suffices over two or three wordy ones
More will simply exhaust AND dilute the message.
I collect quotes centering around the word Bloom. I have many.
My favorite is: Bloom Where You Are Planted
My newest is: Whoever Doesn’t Laugh, Doesn’t Bloom
If I continued to list every BLOOM quote I have ever collected, you’d probably become incredibly bleary-eyed and rapidly desensitized to the power of the word BLOOM itself.
But – if I only list a few – you may be so motivated to jot them down, marvel at their punchiness and utilize the gems in your next conversation – if you can remember them, of course.
With brevity and its effect on emphasis in mind, I’m presenting one quote and one quote only as your tummy is finishing digesting your Thanksgiving meal. I’m presenting one quote only to hold close as we finish up with the holiday focused on gratitude and thankfulness for our bounty in life.
I am consciously not imparting any more information than to name the person who wrote the words of wisdom below and how I know her. Your imagination – and your own life’s circumstances – will fill-in the rest of the story behind her words
Her name is Dena. We share three grandchildren. Only months ago she became a widow after many years of marriage. This is what she recently texted to me:
“Some days are difficult, but I think about all I’ve had – and still have – and I smile.”
Thanks, Dena.
Keep Smiling and Keep Preserving Your Bloom,
