Sunday is a good day. The beginning of the week. New hopes, new plans. New motivations. Saying no to doubt, yes to a bright future. Another of my rainy days that I love. Temperatures in the 50s, and again a feeling of fall in the air. The rippling brook in the woods was active. Peace accompanied me and my guardian angel. The GA laughed when I told him of my love of rain.

So we enter a new week in command of our emotions and sense of place. We know the unique place we have received in the story of life. We want to fulfill our role in the great drama. The story has parts for old and young alike. Contrary to a common misconception, our active role continues until the moment we transition to find out the secret. We old may have our most important character in our golden years, and it does not include a rocking chair.

I saw my good friend, the mayor, today at Cracker Barrel as I waited for MJ and my lunch to take away. Carolin and I worked together on many projects for the University through the Civil
Service Council and before that, were members of the Employee Assistance Program. Our friendship extends well over 30 years. Carolin has worked diligently to help members of the Carbondale community for many years, and as a member first of the City Council and now the mayor of our city for the past few years. A humble and unassuming person with a brilliant mind and a tireless goal to help others.

We sally forth. The week will hold surprises. Many are welcome, some not so much. Yet we take all comers with a flinty determination. The years hone us as the scripture says, ‘As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another.’

What role are you waiting to fill? The Master Chessman is moving the pieces; the checkmate is yet to come.