holy cow
That's the look I had on my face when the call came in to tell me that my kids were now home from school for five weeks. I was planning on chatting with you about making moments in this busy world of ours and now it is a changing world where some serious moment making is in order. I am fascinated with the virus adventure that is going on right now and the changes to daily routines and lives that occur every time I turn my back. In our particular corner of the world, our school kids are off
a pig flew somewhere
I know that there have been pigs flying in my world before this season of my life because I'm not new to the feeling of surprise when something you thought or said would never happen, does. But this particular season of my life has seen some big changes, and ones that I thought would never happen. Big enough for me to tell a relative that, "A pig must've flown somewhere". Big enough for that to become my daily motto this past year and for me to collect a few flying pig trinkets. Move over crazy cat lady, owl and
You know those things that you are never going to do? Never. No way. Not gonna happen. You put your foot down.
When pigs fly.
Or those things that you would love for them to happen but it’s too far of a reach, there are too many obstacles or it’s just not in your cards.
When pigs fly.
Yah, those things.
Well, never say never.
Cause they could happen. Pigs do fly.
A pig flew somewhere and my world changed. I said it wouldn’t happen. It did. I said it couldn’t happen. It did.
And pigs keep flying as the impossible becomes probable and the “no way never uh-uh’s” show up at my doorstep with their hand held out even though I was not going.
I go.
And it’s wonderful.
I’ll tell ya all about it…
