Duff here. I have developed an Interesting Habit. And yes, Mom is once more in training. But I’m getting ahead of Myself. When I was a Puppy, I had energy to burn. I’m sure You fondly remember My Escapades. Especially the run at top speed through the Bank of America. Those were the days. Living unstuck.
I was also able to jump up into the Car at will. But now? I prefer to be taken care of in the Way appropriate to a Kingly Canine. I go to the Jeep, and stand about three feet From the Door. Waiting patiently, I watch Mom load up all her Gear. (How One Woman can haul all that Stuff around is beyond Me. I travel light, You know.) Mom finally turns and scoops Me up. After The Lift, She gently places Me on the Seat. We’re ready to go! living unstuck.
How about You? Do You lift Others by Word or Deed? Or leave Them to Their Own devices? I say: Lend a hand or a comforting Word whenever You can. You’ll make Their Day. And You’ll feel better for it. I know Mom does. Living unstuck. #unstuck-living#lift-me-up
We should be lifting each other up and cheering each other on, not trying to outshine one another. The sky would be awfully dark with just one star.