Unfortunately, I'm more familiar with embarrassment than the Seven Wonders of the World. Actually, it's more complicated than one list of seven wonders. The original list was compiled eons ago, in years B.C. Most of those wonders don't exist anymore. Since then, various entities have compiled various lists of various seven wonders, so there isn't one definitive list anymore.
> Most of us would welcome a nonstop, exciting, inspiring all-expense-paid and anything-but-banal adventure. Truth is, some things are easier said than done. There are practically an infinite number of real-life non-adventuresome adventures that can — and do — interfere and impede our ability to experience the jaw-dropping, isn't-this-the-best adventures that we'd choose if given the choice.
The little pink bundle we carried home from the hospital but a blink ago is soon going to be a mother herself. My baby girl is having a baby girl. It seems too good to be true — and scarier than heck, all at the same time. I'm the one who's scared, not her. Well, maybe she's just a little bit scared.
It's a universal human characteristic; we all want to love and be loved. It may not be as essential as the air we breathe, but it's close. Love is a dichotomous entity. It's neither up nor down, but perhaps a little of both. Love is funny (seriously so) that way. It is both simple and complex. At times, it is tenuous; at others, secure. It can generate clarity and cause confusion.
Occasionally, however, I have to venture down the road 20 miles or so to gain access to a real live retail establishment located within the confines of a mall. When I do, I am bombarded by things. So. Many. Pretty. Shiny. Things. These things are enticing. They glitter and sparkle and seduce me with their newness. For a small price, or a quick swipe of my plastic, they can come home with me and be mine, all mine; forever!
In many parts of the world, people walk miles just to access it.
Of course the kitchen was a mess. The best mornings always start out that way. Dishes were piled in the sink because after dinner the night before we'd discovered the dishwasher was already full and in need of a wash cycle. Oops. I was midway through unloading the dishwasher when the crisis du jour hit.
Courage is the elderly gentleman who understands that after 16 years of love and companionship his loyal golden retriever is suffering from numerous ailments and it is time to say goodbye. Courage not only takes guts, it involves listening to them. When you see a bully and speak out even though you may be hesitant to get involved in someone else's business you are acting with a fearlessness that is inspired.
I knew we could do one of two things: Quit using aluminum cans or find a better way to compress them. I choose door No. 2 and fulfilled my destiny by ordering an industrial strength can crusher. The tool arrived and sat in its box on the kitchen table for a couple of days.
During storms, especially in the middle of the night, I often lie in bed and give quiet thanks for the shelter of my house and its watertight roof and shingles. During storms I also give thanks knowing my family is nearby, sleeping under warm, cozy covers and we will wake in the morning to the comfort of our own beds and bathrooms in the place where we've celebrated birthdays and holidays, taken pictures for prom, wrestled in the living room, done math homework at the kitchen table and grown up together over the years.