Be Thankful For The Happy Journey

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This old gal…

Noticed something on the sidewalk…movement…just slightly…before stepping off the stoop…

And lucky thing too…for it might have been the end for our little backyard traveling buddy…

Apparently decided to tackle the hot vast wasteland of concrete to get from one grassy area to the next…

Stood and watched a bit…quite a bit…intriguing…eye opening…cute really…and thought so this is what they mean…by traveling at a snail’s pace…

It was slow…very slow…painfully slow…maybe even dangerously slow…worried he might get stepped on…eaten by the cat…die of dehydration…

I feel you, Little Buddy, mama me commiserated…things so slow…draggy almost…can’t believe how different it is from those days with those daughters of mine…

And she misses it sometimes…the fast pace…the zipping here and there…the time with her girls…

But when things are slow…you just keep going…one foot in front of the other…or in a snail’s case just one foot sliming along…

Thankful for the the happy journey…the laughter…the memories… and looking forward to what comes next…the next phase…the happy life…that still lies ahead…
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And Mr. Snail…agrees…