Letters to Tuvia#214: 3 Days, Really?(4-28-16)

Morning T,

Sorry I missed a few days.  Honestly, I didn’t realize… Last night I was up late working on  a new version of our Tell It Digital Promo.  I’m posting it here if anyone who reads along with you would like to give me some gentle feedback.

It’s 5 minutes… Does it hold your attention?  Does it make sense, engage you? Does it make you want to hire us to create a piece for you?



,I know T, you would not be happy if you were sitting next to me, with your picture front a center. Don’t cringe,  your section is short and wonderful…Yes, it still makes me tear up.  How could it not?

And if you’re wondering yes, I’m still riding a rollercoaster in my new life.

Yesterday was a good example…

I was up early, out on my deck with a cup of coffee and huddling in a sweatshirt because late April is chilly but hey,  who cares if the sun’s out.

By 9 was out on the road, taking my car back to Mazda to check the squeal of the brakes back in our neck of the woods and even though I took a different route,  I teared up  as I crossed the state line into New Jersey.  I’m not sure if the squeal is gone but I did go for a fun ride with the technician.

I was back home by 10:30 and when Marie France called  to change our dinner plans  I unprepared when I started constricting, losing my energy, allowing feelings of despair to over take me. NOOOOO!!!!!

But my phone was nearby and I moved into autopilot as I started texting  my go-to list of friends and slowly as I waited for responses, Sharon came through with time for a walk in Kennedy Park. And even though, as I took my old porch chairs down to the garage on the way to the car, wondering how I could even care about our scheduled walk, I kept moving from the garage to my car, to the end of the complex down to hill…still wondering if I could turn engage in this healthy activity…

As I  rode in through the entrance I could see Sharon waiting outside her car. Hard to imagine then as I saw her, but as I got out and walked away from the car and into our walking-in-the-woods rhythm, yes, I was coming back to a good place…amazing!

Movement…motion… good conversation with a friend!

And I was back in my balance… So simple?

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In  a good sweat, I was headed back home, stopping for dinner food at the bottom of the hill.  Still pumped,  I was back in my space, filling up on a salad, considering the evening ahead for guitar practice to ease my guilt,  catching up the Cruz-Fiorino ticket(really?), to finally  communicating with Chris and loving a video he created instantly with his sweet daughter, just to cheer me up…can’t wait to get to know her!

And finally.…  I was up late, creating… at my best, almost happy!

Creating a new version of Tell It Digital’s promo…

I need to keep moving to happy!!!! 

Man, do I miss you,

Bonnie S.

3 thoughts

  1. Keeping moving seems to help. Is that “mind over matter?”. Not sure if that’s what it means, but I’ll use it anyway. I’m off to the bookstore, so will try to watch your video there, Bonnie. Your walk with a friend and in that beautiful place sounds wonderful to me, too. Hope the sun is out for you today, too!

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