The Meaning of Life

It came to me yesterday, on the main street of my daughter’s road, standing on the lid of a water main pipe, when my granddaughter said, “Let’s do the Hokey Pokey.” We did every verse in full view, truly turning ourselves around. Sometimes the answer is so obvious!

Here I was, trying to fill a suitcase with used rolls of wrapping paper and my sister’s discards from her closet, when we could have been a little more active in our actions. Though we had an awful lot of fun, we surely could have done a little Hokey Pokey for our entertainment, although it was way too frigid for man or beast to accomplish that outside for her neighbors to enjoy. Yet, we tried to “put our whole selves in.” I literally did that yesterday with “Pavila.”

After all, that’s what it’s all about.

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