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I have several sisters, but one stands out with regard to loyalty.

If she makes a promise, she will burn down the world to fulfill that promise. She will do whatever she can to help, to encourage and to fight for you. She is loyal to a fault.

I admire that in her because I can trust her. Trust means everything to me. A relationship can not move forward without trust. I hate having to second-guess people and situations. When I can put my trust in someone, I know they will be true to form.

Unfortunately, because of this quality, she is used a lot by both family and friends and never given her true rewards.

I see her.

And I am happy and proud to call her my loyal sister.

I live in a country where the seasons change the prospect. Spring is a renewal of life. Summer has great energy and heat. Winter is cold and harsh with just the right hint of the promise of spring.

Then there is fall; cozy and pretty with a chill that nips at your feet as you move forward.

I love the month of October with all the changing colours of the leaves and the weather turning colder with every passing day. The cozy feeling as you pull on a thick sweater to ward off the bite of cold air.

I love to taking pictures in the early morning of the frost that clings to the ground while the sun rises slowly to brighten the day.

I know with fall time is moving into winter and the plants are dying, but I do not think about death; I think about sleep and the promise of a new day when spring breaks through with all its hope and vibrance. 

Being an adult can be overrated because, as an adult, you need to be responsible.  You have to work to live and live to work. You have to take care of other things and people not just yourself. This could mean financially, physically, and  emotionally.

As a kid, the world revolves around you. You are the center of the universe. Cool. There are no worries.

I try not to be an adult with my limitations, but I sometimes see the world as a kid without filters or limits. Life is what you make of it.

I became an adult, I think, when I started working in my present profession. I deal with the elderly and mortality is a second word.

I wish that every day i can be a kid  again.

I felt pressured to exercise hard all the time. Then my schedule got jammed up, and I had little time to devote to this craft. The harder I worked out, the more I hated working out, and the more I felt guilty about skipping my workouts.

Covid hit, and I started working and looking at exercise as movement not only in a gym but to stay active at all times. Of course, we all know that but do we really know it, really.

I walked almost every day and did some workouts in the basement. The routine was great. Then, I had to go back to work with my long communes and little time for myself.

I hate working out.

I got a leg injury and found a chair workout online. The instructor was so encouraging. I began to work out every day checking my fitness tracker to record my steps and my sleep pattern.

That instructor got me thinking that long sessions in the gym are good, but how about short sessions too. I began to stagger my time and enjoy my quick, effective workout outs that were low impact but so good. As a result, I spend more time moving and making better choices with my time and my food intake.

My advice is to just move, and as my Dad would say, keep moving.