Year Three, Day 135: My Hoop, Duct Taped

I have much to say, but barely enough energy to hold my head upright.

Had a busy, involved weekend with my daughter, granddaughter, mother, son-in-law, son and his girlfriend. It is 10:30 p.m. I just got home and took off my shoes.

I leaned my duct taped hoop up against the wall. After I gave it a quick spin to make sure it still functions.

My hoop suffered a traumatic injury today. Just my hoop. Not me. I am fine. Things can be replaced, people cannot!

But I will have to tell you about it tomorrow.

The duct tape is sparkly purple. And as I work on monitoring my thoughts, I can't help see an analogy here. My emotions, just like my hoop are duct taped together.

I love my family so much. So much it hurts.

And I am determined to stay positive and focused so I can serve them best.

I will have to continue these thoughts tomorrow.

Most tired am I!

But I did manage to do a short hoop workout (before the traumatic hoop injury). I was in stealth mode. I had a very limited space. But I conquered!

And on the note, I wish you a happy Sunday.

I will talk to you tomorrow!

Peace,

Zita

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