A Great Night Out with Friends and Encouragement in a Song
Good morning!
I hope all are well.
Here, so far, the coffee is hot, the weather is a cool 69 degrees, and so it’s not. But if you look at the foot of the bed, all curled up in a puppy ball, you’ll find lots of loving from Team Blue to all.
Last night, we went to see Terri Clark in concert at the Paramount Theater.
It. Was. AWESOME!
I knew a lot of the songs, and we all sang along. We clapped, hollered, hooted, and had ourselves a grand old time.
Blue was a good boy, too.
After the concert was over, we went to a Mexican place, where the fun continued. We sat outside, and Blue, like a little boy who’d just discovered the greatest thing ever, found himself a puddle, laid down in it, and proceeded to roll around and get wet.
We laughed, told tales, and kidded some of the tellers that their stories seemed to be growing longer with each telling.
All too soon, the party was over. They were closing down, and Blue said, “Let’s vacate this area now.”
He was ready for home.
He knew the way, and soon we were leading and moving along, singing our own song.
Then we left the noise behind and found ourselves in the quiet of nature. The creek was singing, the crickets’ songs were ringing, and all of a sudden, Blue stopped, made an immediate right turn, and peed.
He let out a great big sigh, pointed his nose toward the sky, and said, “Damn! That feels better!”
It was a lovely night, and I’m so glad things went right. More than anything, I’m grateful to have been taken along.
I hope to go again—and soon, too, because there’s another event on Tuesday featuring the senior show choir, and two of the singers are friends of mine.
I’m so excited!
All these things going on, all these opportunities opening up, and finally, it looks like I can get down to the business of truly enjoying my life.
These things I write of are things I have imagined, wished for, and dreamed about.
And, of course, we know:
“Magik is imagination made real.”
If you can dream it, you can do it.
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I wasted a lot of my life trying to please others—going along to get along, bending myself this way and that, and never being completely true to me.
Then, one day, I became very sick, and I found myself very alone.
All those people I’d spent half my life trying to make happy suddenly had better things to do with their time than be with me—dying or not.
It was 2 AM. My blood pressure was through the roof and had apparently decided to keep going straight into outer space. The medical team was working diligently to bring it down when the doctor walked into my room and said, “Ms. Fletcher, you are very ill, and the next 48 hours are critical. You could die. Is there anyone we can call to be with you?”
And there it was.
At that point in my life, because I had spent so much time trying to do what everyone else wanted, I had managed to send away the very people who would have come.
They had grown tired of watching me destroy myself. Tired of watching me live according to who everyone else thought I should be and how everyone else thought I should live.
So, when the chips were down, no one was there.
It was a long, arduous climb back.
But I climbed.
And now that I’ve come to this place in my life, I am strong. I am happy. I am alive. I have true friends and community, both online and off, and I know that from here, things can only get better.
And you can have that, too.
You don’t have to stay in a situation you don’t want to be in. You don’t have to spend your life twisting yourself into someone else’s idea of who you ought to be.
You have the power to change it.
As a great man from The Seeing Eye, John Keane, once told me:
“Dance your dance, sing your songs, write your books, be yourself, and let everyone worry about being themselves.”
I firmly believe that now.
So I urge you: live your life as you wish, because in the end, no one else is living it but you.
Be good to yourself.
Do what makes you smile.
Dance your dance. Sing your songs. Write your books.
And anyone who doesn’t like it?
Give them the double-finger salute and keep right on living.
Love to all.
May Harmony find you, and blessid be.
Patty L. Fletcher – Author and Content Promoter.
About Patty L. Fletcher
Updated November 2024
Patty L. Fletcher is a woman of passion and exploration.
She studies the art of manifestation and is a seeker of knowledge and the wisdom to know what to do with it when it’s learned.
To learn more visit: https://pattysworlds.com/about/
If you have made mistakes, even serious mistakes, you may have a fresh start from any moment you choose, for this thing we call ‘failure’ is not the falling down, but the staying down.
Mary Pickford