I usually mention the Bears on game day in the grabber section of The Morning Chalkboard.
I skipped that this week and wrote down “Be Grateful” instead. I put it there so one of my Shepkids sees it when she wakes up this morning.
We are going to nip this one in the ass real quick. I’m not sending someone into the world that looks a gift horse in the mouth.
“Noli equi dentes inspicere donati.”
I’m not getting deep on a Sunday morning about grief and how to deal with it. We all have a different filtering system when it comes to sorrow and sadness.
Some turn to God, some the bottle, some of us run, play rugby, sing, join clubs, write or read. We all try and immerse ourselves into anything that can make life better.
I have a telephone in my living room that is shaped like a Football with a New Orleans Saints logo emblazed on the side. I use that unplugged phone to call my family and friends up in heaven.
In fact I talked with my dad last night after everyone went to sleep. I asked him if he saw the temper tantrum at my dining room table earlier in the evening. He saw it, so did my Ma, my grandparents, my father in law and Uncle Charlie.
The general consensus was that I handled it well and heaven approves of my parental instincts.
Grief and gratefulness on the Morning Chalkboard. Two subjects worth tackling on the last Sunday of October.
Let’s have less of the former and more of the latter.
My weather guy said it’s going to be overcast today. Fuck him, I put the smile on the sun anyway.
Be astonished and Bear Down.
