Tension
The world is all gates, all opportunities, strings of tension waiting to be struck. – Ralph Waldo Emerson
I have a problem – with word art.
Last week I went to IGA and almost walked out with five – count em, five, pieces of word art. I slapped my own hand before I got to the register and restrained myself to one. It said:
If you want to go fast, go alone. If you want to go far, go together.
For heaven’s sake.
The worst part is, I. Loved. It.
If I get the opportunity to grow old, I will be the crazy cat lady with no cats and one thousand pieces of ridiculous word art. (It could be a Saturday Night Live sketch, if I was clever enough to write it.) At the very least, my kids will tell stories about their barmy mother who never saw a cheesy inspirational quote-on-stretched-canvas she didn’t like.
At least they’ll always know what to get me for Mother’s Day.
Lana Meredith 