Irresistible is the word I say when my favorite food is in front of me. I have to decide if I want to eat it. Alternatively, I can choose not to so I can try to lose weight. Do I want to eat this?
Irresistible is the movie I want to watch because I love thrillers. However, when I start to watch it, I feel nervous. I have to turn to something else because it makes me anxious.
Irresistible is the weather outside when I start to feel the Autumn of the year roll back around.
Irresistible are the kittens I see when I go to the pet store and want all five of them, knowing I already have three senior cats at home that I adore and don’t get along with other cats
Irresistible is the thing I know I shouldn’t do, but I do it anyway.
Weekly Prompts – February Colour Challenge – Greenhttps://weeklyprompts.com/ I often wonder what God’s favorite color is. It must be green, right? Or maybe it is blue. Our world is painted with a whole lot of green. Upon further observation, I noticed that there was a whole lot of blue. Or maybe it’s white like marshmallows that are cotton clouds in the sky. I know, the heavens declare that it’s brown from the tall trees that guard us all around. Maybe it’s the fluffiness of snow or the translucent rain. Silly me, it’s golden yellow that’s from our prince and princess crowns of gold. Then I see a red bird in the bush. So, I know it’s red, right? But what about the fiery orange glow of the sun? Then I eat my juicy grapes under the shade of the vine. I just know the color is purple. I, well, I can’t help but go back to green as my choice for His favorite color. He wants us to grow.
“Green is the prime colour of the world and that from which its loveliness arises.” ~ Pedro Calderon de la Barca.
Weekly Prompts Wednesday Challenge – Growthhttps://weeklyprompts.com/ Grow. “What do you mean I am not growing? I made it to this age, didn’t I?” By this time my mom was getting so frustrated with my smart remarks. I had to come up with another approach to this problem. “Mom, well? Do you mean I am not growing because I haven’t landed the perfect career yet”? “No honey”, my mom was becoming frustrated again with me. “Jessica”, my mom said. Then walked over to the couch to sit down. “What I am saying is, you have that awesome opportunity to publish your work. I want you to grow as a person. So, you need to publish your manuscript.” I sat in the recliner. It was behind the couch in the corner of the room. I sat as the room grew silent. The only sound was the hum from our neighbor’s lawnmower. I gazed at the peace lily that was directly beside my chair. I noticed how the leaves were so bright dark green. The plant was still flourishing after we bought it 3 years ago when we moved to this fishing town. My mom would nurture it daily. If she saw that the plant needed water, then she would water it. It was in that moment that I understood what she meant. My life couldn’t grow if I didn’t take care of it. If my dream was to become an author, I would need to find an editor. Then, I would get them to read and edit my manuscript. Hopefully, one day I will publish my book. The next step was all I needed to take…
“Strength and growth only come through continuous effort and struggle.” — Napoleon Hill.”
“Take life on life’s terms – one day at a time. And have fun while you’re doing it.” ~ Joe Perry.
So, I did just that. I sent my manuscript to my editor. Here I was now looking out of my window to notice my mom open our bookstore we inherited. I was about to embark on a new adventure as a New York Time’s #1 author.
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