A Hole in My Sock

Today I noticed a hole in my sock. My first response? “Oh, darn!” Now don’t think I started looking for needle and thread. Sewing and I are polar opposites. There is nothing in me that would give me even the slightest inclination to sew.

Now I do have a coloring book page (not colored by me) hanging above my desk. It says “Be brave. Be kind. Be true. Be you.” I sometimes wonder about the order of the adjectives. Do I need to be brave so that I can more readily be kind, true, and “you”, that is, my best self? If I weren’t true, would I not be me? What if I’d start with the last command—Be you? What is the engine that pulls the train of my attitudes and actions? Bravery? Kindness? Truth? I know no engine that would inspire me to darn my socks. Or would it be an act of bravery?

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  1. Catherine Schneider on January 24, 2023 at 6:35 am

    Gave me a chuckle!

  2. Sue on January 24, 2023 at 11:04 am

    I wonder who colored the page?!