I have a very important post bubbling up from within me. But I am so tired. This post deserves my full, rested attention. It involves The Genius and Mr. Jackpot. I might have to make it a two-parter.
Will you forgive me if I delay it another day so I can rest?
I’ll post the comments I received about Mr. Jackpot, along with one from the man himself, and let you all have at it.
And I’ll tell you about my big move with The Genius.
It was epic. As was my 14 miler on the mountain today. I’ve come to discover that my legs are stronger than I thought. But now my body needs rest. So I’m off to bed.
I’ll be writing on Mother’s Day. Massive high-fives to all the Moms here at HGM who love their children unconditionally. The rewards for that are better than any gift one can buy.
But gifts are nice, too.
Rock your world. And rock a Mom’s world.
Love yourself,
Cleo
Dear Cleo,
I check for your blog every day, just in case you would be inspired, in the middle of the night, to write something simmering deep inside of you. Rest when you need to rest – write when you feel the inspiration. Two or three posts a week would be fine and it doesn’t have to be on a strict schedule – I, for one, am interested in the education and inspiration of your writings. I laugh, I cry and I feel a glow of pride in your ability to blend all the emotions that I feel. Don’t fret about schedule – just write often when you feel most energized to do so.
Cleo, you are a treasure to those of us who have found you and are reaching such serenity in our lives because of your writing gift. Don’t wear yourself out.
Love and prayers,
Rosey
R,
Thank you so much for your kind words of love and support. This week has been a whirlwind – is that what happens when you meditate and go with the flow? It’s been so beautiful, and so much to metabolize. I am sitting to write now, but wanted to pause to thank you for your presence here at HGM.
I aim to keep a regular schedule for you, for me. It is my goal and it keeps me honest. So I will continue, with a tiny bit of loving flexibility from all you delicious readers.
Thank you, love you, owe you.
Love yourself,
Cleo