I just penned an upbeat post
And rather than pushing publish, I somehow erased it!
Tried to save it on my iPhone and iPad but
iCloud beat me to the punch—
Though frustration is churning
I can't help but smile—
Why smile when faced with frustration?
Well—look at the title of today's post, which
Is all that's left of that which I'd mistakenly deleted
I mean, seriously, the irony is actually funny, right?
If you ask: Why not rewrite trains of thoughts, mistakenly deleted—
I'd sigh and reply:
There's no dress rehearsal for stream of consciousness, suggesting
That many thoughts prove fleeting; however
If I take a moment to consult with my think tank
You can bet on my finding a silver lining, which will
Encourage my spirit to tackle frustration to the mat—
Ah ha! Here it comes—positive focus to the rescue in the nick of time:
Thank goodness I'd mistakenly deleted thoughts concerning
My present state of euphoria rather than having
Penned and deleted part three of our Heaven Sent Toy Catalogue Plan!
Had that been the subject of today's mistaken deletion
The depth of my frustration would have tackled my smile to the mat
As that was not the case, 15% of me feels frustrated while
The greater part of 85% feels like smiling with relief, and
Now that my conscious choice of positive focus
Has successfully created an attitude of gratitude
Today's newly penned post and my title still match :)
Tomorrow ...
Ravi's precious presence in our lives will be 'showered' with love
And hopefully, in the aftermath of our celebration
My spirit will remain on cloud nine while
My think tank floats gently to earth, where
Rather than fleeting streams of conscious awareness
My sense of readiness to write with attention to detail will have had
Sufficient time to ripen, and
If that's the case then intuition will signal my memory to unlock and
Release part three of our Heaven Sent Toy Catalogue Plan—
However, in order to cover my bases and minimize your frustration
Please keep this cautionary measure in the forefront of your mind:
I purposely phrased today's last train of thought as
My hope rather than my plan :)
And having said that, I'll wish you a five star day ...
Your friend—
Ravi's besotted Gramma, holding our family's precious present for the very first time
And by looking closely at this photo, taken Thanksgiving weekend
You'll see that Ravi's blanket and my tee shirt are both 'in the pink'
Suggesting how well matched we were right from the start 😊
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