Shoot For The Stars

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This husband of mine…

Spent quite a bit of time…in the garage with Little Miss Aspen…

Testing string…flexibility…durability…embracing those Native American roots…with a little…bow and arrow target practice…

Bringing to mind that warning of yore…be careful…my boy…not to throw a baseball…through the neighbor’s window…

Encountered that manchild of mine…looking a little sheepish…the cat…he says…must have accidentally shot an arrow…through the window…

That cat…one fifth the size of Little Miss Aspen…apparently more skilled than one would think…was nowhere…to be seen…

Helped Mr Tattletale…clean up his mess…tape up the window…and honestly…got a good laugh…out of the ridiculousness…of it all…

Because sometimes in life…we shoot for the stars…relationships…career…aspirations…and sometimes in life…that shot…falls short…

There’s nothing wrong…with changing your target…adjusting your aim…and keep on keeping on…until you hit…that proverbial…bullseye…
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And that husband of mine…agrees…