What better short topic than to just talk about Sunday? For many of you Sunday is hardly a break, especially if you're a wedding photographer whose Sunday comes a day late, but my thoughts this morning still apply.
When I was a kid NOTHING happened on Sunday. Stores weren't open, not even gas stations. There were no ATMs, so you always made sure on Saturday you had cash for the weekend. It was simply a family day. For me in the summer that meant a barbecue at my grandmother's, usually with a few relatives who'd come out to the "country" from Cleveland for a visit.
I grew up in Painesville, Ohio, thirty miles east of Cleveland. Since most of my relatives lived in the "big city," driving thirty miles was a big deal, yet they always showed up just as my Dad would light the grill! Those special visits created a lot of great memories.
But the best memories are about family time and they're still within reach today, even with everything in the retail world being open. You don't have to get sucked into the list of things you need to get done, and work is perfectly fine waiting one day for you.
Sundays are special for me and I rarely let anything get in the way. In fact, we've got a boat rented for the afternoon. Our son and daughter-in-law are visiting and we're headed out for a little fishing and touring the inland waterway, just floating along the shoreline - no timetable, nothing planned except to relax on the water and appreciate time with each other.
So, as Sheila calls it, just take a slug day. Enjoy everything around you. Stop and smell the roses, appreciate the life you have and don't let anyone or anything stand in your way. Sundays are a time to recharge your battery and tonight just before you go to bed here's another appropriate quote:
And always hit those eleven second hugs!