Joie de Vivre – Friday Fictioneers

Good Wednesday morning!  Is it as HAWT and HUMID in your neck of the woods?  Lord love a duck… I know, I know… enough about the weather.  Still…  While thanking my lucky stars I have air conditioning and a pool (not that anyone but me wants to venture outside to use it…) I cannot help but feel for those who are melting away in their hot domiciles without it.

Oh!  And to all my American friends, Happy Independence Day!  Enjoy and stay safe!

Thanks as always to Rochelle for hosting this here party weekly (even when she has a houseful of guests!)  And thank you to J. Hardy Carroll for the use of his photo.

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Joie de Vivre

Some people just can’t be contained.  Life throws them curve balls that would leave others rolled up in a ball crying on the bathroom floor.

Blair was such a guy.

He believed that life was an adventure filled with wonderful things.  Life was good and what you made of it was your choice.  You could focus on the negative, and no one was exempt, or focus on the good.

“One person’s lost leg is another person’s lost child is another person’s lost puppy,” he’d say. “No one can judge that one person’s pain is worth more than another’s.

“Let’s dance!”