I’m a big follower of Berkley Breathed (Bloom County). He did something quite, quite lovely this holiday season – a take-off on “It’s a Wonderful Life.” In the Bloom County version, Opus the Penguin is an angel (!) and the horrible Steve is tricked into adopting a badly abused junkyard dog. (who he falls in love with of course).
The end picture is Steve lolling back in his armchair, fast asleep – mouth gaping open – and this poor dog, snuggled up tight in his arms.
The title of the picture is “It’s never too late for a wonderful life.” But the word “life” is crossed off and in it’s place is the word “love.”
This speaks to me profoundly.
I feel like I have been given a second chance at love – a second chance that so very few people get. I could have been living with regrets for the rest of my life. Instead, I am living in a place of profound deep love and gratitude.
It’s never too late for a wonderful love.
Gratitude doesn’t even begin to express it.
I am grateful that we spend time talking, delving deep into ourselves, fully expressing who we are and what we are thinking and feeling – and I’m grateful that we talk about the little things too. Should I keep my couch? Yeah – all plans are exciting plans.
What an amazing first day of the year – hiking for hours with Abby – exploring and wandering on new trails in warmth and sunshine and feeling gratitude the entire time.
A year of transformation.
I am blessed.
