On this classic snowy day, I walked in the snow intentionally leaving marks where there were none. There was a deep satisfaction in feeling the snow crunch underneath my boots with every step. I saw many footprint and to me they appeared as books. I imagined the patterns of the shoe as the text that one can decipher. The lost lines and worn out patterns of a shoe is a story by itself. I wonder, who will see my boot prints ? What kind of thoughts will it stimulate? Will it be another set of shoe prints, or will they stand out and share a story?
Is it work when we enjoy the things we do? The many steps we must take to be successful, whatever that word may mean to you, can be very challenging at times. We all have thoughts about giving up. If we are persistent, we reap the greatest of rewards. A deep satisfaction that comes only from accomplishing what seemed impossible at times. As I drink my warm cup of tea, I reflect on how I have learned to see the beauty and humor in the never ending obstacles that present themselves.