About Me

Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of almost thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Saturday, November 03, 2007

Scribbles and Scrambles - NO!



What's in a word?


One of my personal favorites is a short one. To the point. Concise. Oops -- I've become redundant.


One syllable. Easily learned by toddlers and a staple for two-year-olds.


A cinch to interpret unless you have no access to body language or voice inflection.


But there is a problem with this word.


Kind of like the teensy, tiny systemic meltdowns that we all experience during cold and virus season. One not-visible-with-the-naked-eye germ can stomp us for days.


One well-timed "no" can destroy my day.


And just like bacteria can dig in deep and become resistant to antibiotics and actually become life-threatening...my attitude toward the word "no" can become a life-ruiner.
Suffering from any forms of no-itis?