Today’s our last day in Cottonwood. This has not been an easy process to walk through. Those who know me understand I could lead a full and rich life if I never personally experienced another snowflake in my life.
But my friend Dan Miller wrote a post the other day that really spoke to my heart. Here’s part of it:
“If you ask people to imagine winning the lottery,” Dr. Gilbert says, “they typically talk about the things they would do — ‘I’d go to Italy, I’d buy a boat, I’d lay on the beach’ — and they rarely mention the things they would think. But our data suggest that the location of the body is much less important than the location of the mind, and that the former has surprisingly little influence on the latter. The heart goes where the head takes it, and neither cares much about the whereabouts of the feet.”
How many different ways have we been reminded that “As a man thinketh in his heart, so is he.” Watch where your head takes your heart today.
So here’s what I’m thinking. This is a great adventure and I look forward to rekindling the wonderful friendships I have enjoyed over many years. I’m delighted to be closer to family; none of us are getting any younger, ya know.
And oooooh. Those Sweet Grass bakery whole wheat Cinnamon rolls. (Panera Bread holds NOTHING over this little hippie bakery.) I’m coming baby!