Today was a great Sunday in spite of the overcast sky. I always spend a little extra time with the Lord on Sunday, maybe that’s why I feel so good.
I decided to head out to the grocery store to shop for our Thanksgiving dinner. Although the store was hopping, I didn’t mind the dance of the shopping carts as I went up and down each aisle. I was just thankful that I found a huge turkey to feed my family and friends. I even discovered the butter shaped like a turkey. It was a great hour. As I left the store, I said a little prayer for the safety of all those shopping and for those who still had yet to arrive. I can only imagine what the dancing carts would look like later on in the day.
After, putting away the groceries, my husband and I decided to go to the mall for a little while. Once again, there was dancing going on. This time it wasn’t the carts but people who moved to beat of getting out-of-the-way of others. All in all, it was a good couple of hours of making a dent in my Christmas shopping. The dance was worth it. As we left, I once again prayed for the many shoppers and their safety during this time of the year.
Driving home, we decided to enjoy a nice lunch out. We went to our favorite place, but once again, it seemed like a lot of folks had the same idea. First, finding a parking spot was a little tricky, but once inside, a table miraculously became available. As we ate our lunch, I noticed that those sitting and eating, were fine, however, it was the waitresses, waiters, busboys, and hostesses that were dancing. They kind of looked like they were working out; dancing, bending, lifting weights, (trays laden with food) twisting side to side, and finger exercises. ( tapping the computer screen) As we left, I said a prayer for all those servers and those who cooked the food. I merely ask for peace and quiet.
There is no place like home. Although my house would never be in Home and Garden, it is a place where I find peace. The dancing was done for the day. It’s time to get my computer, sit in my favorite chair, turn on Hallmark and write. Yes, it was a Simply Sunday day, and I loved every minute of it!
My name is Cynthia Jean DeLuca. I am a wife, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother. I believe in following your dreams and never giving up! Helping others is very important to me, for when we help others, we help ourselves. It is my hope to make a difference in the lives of children and grown-ups. My hobbies are writing, quilting and painting. I am a novice at all three but, enjoy them immensely. I grew up on a farm with no indoor plumbing and no heat in our upstairs. I love life and have a very strong faith. Working on inspirational short stories for grown- ups. Love to speak on topics that touch my heart.
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