The Plod Quickens

I can plod. I can persevere in any definite pursuit. To this I owe everything.

William Carey

I have a cold.

I am rather fond of this cold because I got it from my granddaughter when I was carrying her about on Halloween.

I will probably even miss the sniffles when they go away because they are a little attachment to her across the miles.

As much as I would like to snuggle in my reading chair, sipping herbal tea and feeling cozy in a robe with my tissues close at hand- life goes on, and the cold will simply have to join me on my daily rounds.

And so off I go…on a

walk…one foot in front of the other for my daily dose of three miles.

grumble grumble sniffle sniffle

I have to do it...I don't have to like it

I guess it is a metaphor for life.

When there is something to be done…and you know what it is....then best to be doing it.

Today, as you plod and persevere, my sniffles and I salute you.