I Detest Puddles

Duff here. Once again, We are in Monsoon Season. So many are pleased and delighted with the Rain. Sometimes It comes down gently, while at other times deluging as a Torrent. I have issues with Thunder and Lightning, for I’m convinced Something is out to Get Me. (I just know it.) I slide over in Mom’s direction, and know She will defend Me. She’s little, but She’s Mighty. Living unstuck.

The worst Part? Those Puddles left behind. On My early morning Constitutional, I launch out of the Door and skid to a Stop. There in front of Me on the First Turn is a Long Mini Pond of Water. It stretches from one side of the sidewalk to The Other, with no Break for Me to Dash through. Wet paws? Yuck! I hesitate for a moment to gather My Courage, then speedily Move through the roadblock. But sometimes Mom shows Her soft heart, and carries Me over the Obstacle. Success! That’s living unstuck.

How about You? Are You well able to Move through Challenges? Or do You get stuck at the Roadblock? I say: Gather Your Courage in hand and go for It. You have nothing to lose. And occasionally You’ll have a Buddy to lend a hand. Love it when That happens. Living unstuck. #unstuck-living#courage

Avoidance doesn't solve anything; it merely serves as a temporary salve.

—Tony Dungy