Yesterday was National Day on Writing. Since I hadn’t planned to write anything yesterday, I hadn’t been thinking of any topics. Then when I found out it was National Day on Writing, I felt compelled to write something.
I decided to go through the alphabet to see if a topic would come to mind and I didn’t get past “A”. I began to think of A words and the first three that came to mind were Alzheimer’s, Astrocytoma, and Asperger’s. All words that were personal to me and all words that make me sad. So as to not let myself get down, I immediately thought, “I need three A words that make me happy and I easily came up with Angels, America, and Amen.
It was quite a bit of rambling on my part, but at least I was writing. Surprisingly, I got some good feedback on the article. I joked that maybe I would go all through the alphabet. B being a letter that I was already thinking would be easy! The first word that came to me is not really a word I’ve used very much, but it is a word that we women do think at times concerning another woman that we’re upset with, and in reality means female dog!
Then, this morning when I read some of your nice comments, I thought “why not?”
Funny thing is, I couldn’t come up with three B words that were ugly or made me sad. All the B words I could come up with were good and happy words: Beautiful, butterfly, butter, biscuits,babies, blessings, bibles, balloons!
This was going to be harder than I thought! Finally, I managed to come up with belly fat, bad breath, and bigotry. All those words made me either sad or mad, but I had to really think hard to come up with them, meanwhile all the good words kept creeping back in my brain.
I decided Blessings would be my favorite. Where would we be without blessings?
Then I thought Babies would be my next favorite. What on earth could be more wonderful than holding a sweet innocent newborn baby in your arms?
The third word kept fighting for position and I kept pushing it down. I can’t use that one, it wouldn’t be right, it would be downright narcissistic. But I have to be honest. Brenda kept trying to win a spot, and I couldn’t
deny her. Now, believe me she can have her moments. Sometimes I get totally furious with her. She can be hateful, mean, stubborn, ornery, irritable, and obstinate, just to name a few, but I do love her and I know God loves her. She has a long way to go, but I do think she gets better with age, kinder, hopefully wiser, more patient, more spiritually intuned, more compassionate about the things that are dear to her heart. Yep, I believe with God’s help, she’s okay.
I didn’t use to care much for her name, but I’m okay with that now, too. So thank you, Mother, for naming me Brenda. I’m in pretty good company with a lot of other B words, so I guess you did good, but really what were you thinking giving me a middle name like Josephine!!