Carol Lynn

Today, as Monday acts Mondayish and it's still not April, I reflect on a few of my favorite things.

I walked around all day saying words to myself, waiting for something to stick. Toothbrush. Potato. Black. Small. Coconut. Coconuts made me think of my father. My father made me think of my mother. And that made me think of a cascade of random things.

I decided that today's word would be determination. But sometimes a word decides itself. While I was being determined, the word was rebelling, shifting, becoming something else.

This is not a story. This is not even much of a reflection. This is an accountability statement. I'm about to reboot.

Do you ever wonder why no is one of the first words we learn to say as kids, and one of the last ones we use comfortably as adults? Today I'm reflecting on giving ourselves permission to say no when we need to.

Do you know what I noticed today? Two fat robins hanging out on the grass. It was then that I landed on the word for today, the thing I have gone through too many days not doing, the thing I finally, accidentally did today: notice.

Sometimes I want to play. Not anything in particular, it can be as simple as squishing some Play-Doh. So today I reflected on games and playing and some fun times I've had with the people in my life.

In honor of today, Valentine is the perfect word, a little three-syllable gift that means I don’t have to think of a word at all. It doesn’t even have any calories.

I want to talk about wine. Wine is quite possibly the most perfect thing ever invented. Here's what's so great about wine.

All I wanted to do today was think happy thoughts. I like the word meandering, it implies a pleasant aimlessness. So my brain is meandering today.