Sometimes I wish that I was a person who didn't start the rice cooking for dinner, and then forget all about it because I picked up a book I am in the middle of reading, and then can't put it down.
The rice just does not wait patiently to be turned down.
And sometimes I wish that I was a person who had all her plans and schedules carefully organised, and never forgot a meeting, or a deadline, or a date for tea, or a walk with my favourite dog, who lives down the street.
And sometimes I am a person who has just luck enough to spend my days designing and colouring and fitting pieces and words together, to create a page in a calendar that may hang on someone's wall and remind them that the world truly is a magnificent, magical and lovely place, when we remember that every tomorrow truly can be a vision of hope.
Sometimes a day just has all the right curves, all the right corners and all the right edges to make a person feel truly blessed. And really, what more can we ask for, than some days that make us feel like that. And so, to a beautifully wonderful day. There may (and will) be those days that come along that try to make me forget what a beautiful day can be, and so I am placing a marker on my page, to help me remember.