Duff here. Recently, I had a Big Adventure. My World had its first real Snowstorm. Snow stacked up. And swirled about. It piled into drifts on Trees and Fences. And I loved it. I played and Romped, skidding as I did Brodies. Living unstuck
That is until I got Dumped on. Mom was brushing the Snow off Our Jeep. My, was She industrious! First the hood. Then the Back. And finally, the top of the Car. All very well and good. But She lost track of My Location. As She pushed the White Stuff across the crown of the Jeep, I got buried in Snow. I furiously dug Myself out and shook Myself off. The indignity of it All! As I came around the Corner, Mom saw the error of Her ways. She laughed, then apologized. And all was Well. Living unstuck.
How about You? How did You react when You’ve Felt dumped on? All fussed up? Or taking it in Stride? I say: Choose the latter. It takes much less Energy. And You may even get a Treat. (I did.) Living unstuck. #unstuck-living#dumped-on
So far, you’ve survived 100% of your worst days.