Damien & Angel: A Tail of Two Kitties - A Flash Fiction Story

 

Or, "The Curious Case of Narcissistic Cat Disorder (NCD)"

Today, I'm sharing a fictional tale inspired by my friend's very real, very entertaining two-cat situation, where a few truths are sprinkled into a whole lot of playful imagination.

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Meet the Brothers Fluff

In a cozy, well-loved home filled with sunbeams, strategic cat towers, and the occasional overturned plant pot, live two very different kitty cats: Damien and Angel.

Angel is the embodiment of feline calm—a zen master in fur. He purrs with purpose, meditates near windows, and silently judges your snack choices with a soft, serene stare.

Then there's Damien.

If Angel is the yoga instructor of the house, Damien is the misunderstood rockstar. He enters a room like he owns it, flicks his tail like it owes him money, and occasionally asserts his feelings with the subtle grace of a velvet wrecking ball.

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Is it Jealousy? Boredom? Or... Narcissistic Cat Disorder?

We say this with love, but sometimes it seems like Damien might have a touch of Narcissistic Cat Disorder—NCD, for short. It's not in any official vet manual, but if it were, the symptoms would be obvious:

• Excessive self-admiration

• Moments of complete insanity

• Haughty stares from atop bookshelves

• The belief that Angel is merely an unpaid extra in The Damien Show

Don't get us wrong—Damien isn't mean. He's just... confidently assertive with opinions. Strong ones. Usually about who gets to walk through the hallway first.

But under that puffed-up tail and occasional glare is buried a lovable, complex little guy trying to express himself—with flair and the occasional dramatic pawticipation.

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Good Kitty vs. Dark Side Kitty: The Yin-Yarn of Household Harmony

Angel, as his name suggests, radiates tranquility. He walks gently, naps deeply, and is basically the Dalai Lama with whiskers. He even tolerates belly rubs (well, occasionally—let's not get crazy).

Damien? Damien is more "Darth Vader in a cat costume." He doesn't just swat toys—he interrogates them. He doesn't just jump on the counter—he conquers it.

But they're brothers. Opposites, yes, but bonded in a cosmic way that transcends the frequent hiss. Like Batman and Superman, only with more fur and slightly worse communication skills.

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Kitty Mom & Dad: The Real Heroes of This Saga

Before you picture total fur-coated anarchy, rest assured: kitty parents are on top of it.

They've read articles, watched expert videos, adjusted feeding schedules, and spent more on calming pheromone diffusers than they care to admit. They know the signs: the sideways glance, the twitchy tail, the silent prelude to a high-speed chase, and a Damien pounce.

This is not a home of chaos—it's a carefully managed feline society. Structured playtime? Check. Individual love sessions? Check. Strategic furniture placement to support vertical hierarchy? Check, check, and cat-tree-check.

They even have contingency plans for when Damien channels his inner drama queen and needs a solo timeout with his "special area for shame and comfort."

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The Occasional “Oops-I-Pounced-You” Moment (a.k.a. Cat-Fu Theater)

Now, let's talk about the cat pouncing.

Not the lighthearted "boop" of affection. We mean the real, committed kind—when Damien struts past Angel and delivers a swift, unannounced "just because" paw body check that clearly means, "I am the boss for the moment."

These moments are not always daily occurrences, but when they happen, ohhh, they happen.

Sometimes Angel absorbs the swat like a Buddhist monk, blinking slowly as if to say, "You're projecting again." Other times, he returns fire, and within seconds it's a full-blown Feline Face-Off—starring Fluff & Fluffer.

No claws, no blood, just a thunderous 12-second flurry of tail flicks, dramatic glares, and a series of rapid-fire sound effects that can only be described as "angry sock puppets in a wind tunnel."

It's not violence—it's performance art. And like all great artists, these two have a lot of feelings.

That said, it's always under close supervision. Kitty's mom and dad know when to redirect the energy with toys, throw out a snack distraction (aka the Peace Treat-y), or simply separate them for a cool-down session. Even if Damien occasionally leads with his paws instead of his heart, he still tricks everyone into believing he is a lovable fluff with a complex emotional soundtrack.

And Angel? Well, he's probably off journaling in the laundry basket again, processing his growth.

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In Conclusion: Two Fluffs, One Home, Infinite Drama

Whether Damien is secretly auditioning for a feline soap opera or just navigating big feelings with small paw gestures, one thing's for sure: these brothers are deeply loved and wonderfully cared for.

Their home isn't perfect, but it's full of love, laughter, and the ongoing quest for peace between Angel kitty and his slightly more… theatrical villain sibling.

Sure, there's drama—but they still curl up under the same roof as any siblings who haven't quite agreed on who's the favorite.

**Heads up: Kitty names are pseudonyms to protect their purr-sonal privacy!

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🕮 I hope you enjoyed this latest flash fiction piece :)

🕮 If you're in the mood for more, a few weeks ago I shared a flash fiction story about Gracie at age 8—full of childhood wonder—and before that, one about Gracie at 82, rich with wisdom and reflection.

If you're looking for a spiritual short story, I penned this one in 2021.

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🕮 I've also published 50 Years of Poetry—We Will Have Morning Smiles, Available on Amazon (a lifetime of my poetry).

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A Little Luck: A Fun Look at Lucky (and Unlucky) Numbers

Have you ever had a favorite number you swore brought you luck? Maybe it was your birthday, your jersey number in high school, or just a number that "felt right." 

Well, you're not alone. It turns out humans have been assigning luck (and bad vibes) to numbers for centuries. From ancient cultures to modern-day lotteries, numbers have carried weight far beyond their mathematical value. 

So let's dive into the surprisingly quirky world of lucky numbers and their infamous unlucky cousins.

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Where Did Lucky Numbers Come From, Anyway?

There's no official "history of lucky numbers" carved in stone, but lucky digits have been floating around since ancient times. 

Early civilizations believed in numerology, where each number had a specific meaning or vibration. 

The Greeks, Chinese, Egyptians, and Babylonians all had their take on which numbers could bring good fortune (or doom). Fast-forward to today, and we still hold some of those beliefs. 

It turns out old superstitions die hard—especially when they're tied to money, love, or fate!

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So, What Are the "Luckiest" Numbers?

You'll notice some numbers keep popping up across cultures, and they've gained a reputation for bringing good vibes. Here are a few that take the top spots:

7 – The Universal Lucky Charm

If you ask people their lucky number, seven wins by a landslide. It's a spiritual number, connected to perfection and completion. Think: seven days in a week, seven wonders of the world, and even lucky 7s on a slot machine. It's practically the Beyoncé of lucky numbers.

8 – Wealth in the East

In Chinese culture, eight is considered extremely lucky because it sounds like the word for prosperity and wealth. 

It's so revered that people pay extra to have it in phone numbers, license plates, and even addresses. 

Want to sell your house faster in China or anywhere else? Make sure the address has an 8.

3 – Harmony and Good Things in Threes

The number three represents balance and harmony. Think of the saying, "third time's a charm." In storytelling, things often happen in threes—three little pigs, three wishes, three musketeers. Coincidence? I think not.

9 – Power and Magic

Nine is often associated with wisdom and experience. In Norse mythology, there are nine realms. In numerology, 9 is the number of the humanitarian and spiritualist. It's also the last single digit, which gives it a sense of completion and power.

11 – Intuition and Inspiration

Though not always labeled as "lucky," eleven has a certain magical, intuitive vibe. Many people make wishes when they see 11:11 on the clock. I know I do! It's a number that's thought to open a spiritual gateway (or at least a wish-granting moment).

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A Few Numbers That Didn't Make the Lucky List

Let's not forget the dark side of digits—those numbers we avoid like stepping on cracks in the sidewalk.

13 – The OG Bad Luck Number

Ah, thirteen. So misunderstood. In Western culture, it's considered super unlucky. 

Hotels skip it. Airplanes skip it. Heck, Friday the 13th even has its own horror franchise.

The roots are fuzzy, but it's often linked to bad omens and betrayal (looking at you, Judas Iscariot, the 13th guest at the Last Supper).

4 – The Death Number (Literally)

In many East Asian cultures, especially Chinese and Japanese, four is avoided like the plague because it sounds like the word for death. Some buildings even skip the 4th floor entirely. So if you're giving someone flowers in Japan, don't send four!

But believers can take charge with these home tips on how to ward off evil spirits!

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Famous Numbers in History

Beyond superstition, some numbers have simply earned their legendary status thanks to history:

• 1066 – The Battle of Hastings, which changed England forever.

• 1492 – Columbus sailed the ocean blue. Love him or not, that number sticks in your head.

• 1776 – Independence Day in the U.S. Enough said.

• 911 – Not lucky, but certainly significant, especially in North America.

• 666 – The "Number of the Beast." If you've ever looked at a receipt total and gone "nope," you've felt its power.

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But Here's the Wildest Part…

Now for the twist—ready? 

I personally know ten people who have won the lottery. Yes, actual winners. Not the "my cousin's neighbor's dog-walker" kind of story, but real people in my life. And some didn't just win pocket change—we're talking millions. 

A few were instant ticket winners, others hit it big in traditional draws. It always shocks people when I tell them I personally know big lottery winners! And yep, we won a luxury vehicle in 2001! That was amazing! It's since been sold, but wow, what a day that was when I received the call that we won the early-bird prize for that draw.

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Final Thoughts: Numbers, Luck, and a Little Magic

Whether you believe in lucky numbers or not, they make life a little more fun. 

They add meaning, spark tradition, and—let's be honest—fuel our dreams when we buy that one lottery ticket "just in case." I'm not saying numbers can change your fate… but hey, if you've got a number that feels lucky, go ahead and play it. You never know what magic it might bring.

What's your lucky number? Do you have one or more than one?

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Gracie Always Knew - A Doll's Lesson - A Flash Fiction Story

In March of this year, I wrote my first flash fiction story.

It was about an 82-year-old woman named Gracie, rocking in her chair on her porch, reflecting upon her life. 

Today is another flash fiction story about Gracie, who is eight years old. Long before those 82 years of life experience kicked in.

This flash fiction is about the early signs of who Gracie would become, and the first quiet stirrings of the peace she would one day find within herself—peace that would stay with her all the way to that rocking chair at 82.

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Gracie Always Knew - A Doll's Lesson

Gracie held her favorite doll, its painted smile forever unchanged. 

She studied it closely, realizing that while she had learned to run faster, dream bigger, and feel deeper, the doll had stayed exactly the same. Time moved through her like the changing seasons—shaping her in quiet, steady ways—while the doll stayed exactly the same.

That's when she understood: time only changes the living.

She gave the doll a pretend life, imagining it full of thoughts and adventures. But sometimes, late at night, another thought crept in—what if someone imagined me into being, giving me my lines, feelings, and story?

Church was as much a part of her life as brushing her teeth or saying goodnight. And with church came God, expected, unquestioned, and ever-present. 

But the older she got, the more she wondered: Where is God? Why is God? Her questions had grown more detailed now, shaped by the things she was starting to notice about the world and about herself. Those questions were still too big to hold, but she carried them anyway.

She thought often about who she was becoming. 

There was one thing she wanted to be more than anything—kind. Really kind. The type of kind that came from the inside, not just because someone was watching. At eight years old, she failed at that many times. But it remained ever-present in her spirit.

Most of the time, she was kind. But not always. Sometimes, she snapped at her little brother and was mean to her little brother! 

Sometimes, envy crept in like a thief. She felt that and knew jealousy was not something to cling to. Still, deep down, she understood those moments didn't define her. They were passing clouds, not her sky.

Something inside her—some glowing ember she couldn't name—kept telling her that kindness mattered more than almost anything else. It was what made people beautiful. Not their clothes, or their hair, or even their words. 

She felt kindness was like sunlight through a window—gentle, warm, and easy to miss if you weren't paying attention, but everything felt better there.

However, the world didn't always agree.

Gracie had started to notice contradictions. 

Adults talked about love, forgiveness, and doing what was right. They sang about it in church, prayed about it at dinner, and nodded solemnly as Church leaders spoke.

But then the same people would gossip, lose their tempers, or ignore someone who needed help. It confused her. How could they forget so quickly?

She wanted to believe people meant well—that they were just trying, like she was. But part of her couldn't shake the feeling that some were only pretending—that they wore kindness like a costume and took it off when it no longer served them.

And then, with a quiet sigh, she admitted it—Sometimes, I do that too.

The realization didn't crush her, but settled into her chest with weight. Maybe being good wasn't about getting it right every time. Perhaps it was about not giving up when you got it wrong.

Gracie didn't like the idea of perfection—something about it always felt impossible, like a game no one could win. And yet, she couldn't help but chase it. 

Even at eight, she felt the pressure to be the one who got it right, who made things better, who didn't let anyone down. Somewhere along the way, without meaning to, she'd written herself a silent set of rules: Be better. Fix it. Don't disappoint. 

She didn't know it then, but that quiet urge to rescue and make things right would shape much of her life—until years later, when she finally began to see its weight and learn a different way of being.

You see, Gracie was, by nature, a rescuer. But she didn't know that yet. 

For now, at eight years old, she knew only this: being a doll would be so much easier. Dolls didn't have to ask questions, feel pain, or wrestle with what was right. Dolls didn't worry about being enough.

It was the first time she realized how heavy it could be to be real—and maybe the first clue that she was beginning to understand more than most eight-year-olds.

That's when Gracie wrote her first poem, at 8 years old. She called it "Thanksgiving."

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Am I Gracie? 

You can safely presume that I'm Gracie, and yes, that first poem called Thanksgiving is included in my published poetry book below. I penned it when I was in grade 3; it is childlike and reflects the idealistic mind of an 8-year-old.

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I hope you've enjoyed the story of Gracie's life lesson at eight years old. 🕮

If you're into a longer story, I've penned this short story, The Gift of Knowing (can you sense a theme here?).

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Our Adoption Story, Book Review

Our Adoption Story: The Story of How We Met Our Baby, is a book for adoptive parents to fill out, so that each one can tell the story of how they met their baby.

This book has guided prompts to help the adoptive parents fill in the blanks, so that they can write their own adoption story, and also share information about their baby, such as how meeting their baby came about, things they did the day that they brought their baby home, things they did to prepare ahead of time for bringing their baby home, etc.

Some pages also include little images to help out with the written prompts, as a fun way for the parents to personalize their story.

There are also pages that include a simple picture frame to add a picture to help depict what that page is about.

The inspiration behind this book:

My husband and I became adoptive parents decades ago. It was before the internet, so most exchanges of information were done locally, and or reading magazines, finding a group, etc.

When a couple becomes adoptive parents, things can happen rather quickly. Adoptive parents can find out that they are 'expecting' their baby anywhere from a day, to weeks, or months, before their baby is ready for adoption. It can be a whirlwind to prepare and get things ready for the day, for this new bundle of life to enter their lives. Some perspective adoptive parents can also be on a waiting list that can take even longer.

We actually found out about our potential baby around a couple of weeks before the baby was to be born. We didn't know for sure which gender we were 'expecting', but we at least had an idea. We purchased baby clothes, a crib, a dresser that included a changing table on the top. We waited to see what formula the hospital was feeding our baby, before purchasing baby formula. We also purchased diapers, both cloth and disposables.

The day came and we were both excited and nervous. But all of that changed once our baby was handed to us.

We had already made an appointment with a local pediatrician; our first stop before arriving home was with with the pediatrician. There, the doctor showed us how to change the baby's diaper, take her temperature, and gave us other new parent information.

Some time after that, I joined a parenting group, where I could take our baby. The new parents could learn about being parents. That was a great learning experience; it was very helpful. I also noticed that the new moms also talked a lot about their pregnancy and birthing stories. There was no one in the group on that particular day of the week, that I could relate to. But I did hear about another adoptive mom that went to that parenting group on a different day of the week, that wanted to start a play group for adoptive parents. Yay!

There ended up being five of us adoptive moms and five babies in our adoption play group. We all had different adoption stories. And we all had a learning curve; there were many similarities to new moms of any type, learning how to be a mom, but also things that were unique to us, as adoptive moms.

After all of this, I decided to write a story, just for our child, for her to be able to read and know some basic background about our adoption experience and information about her.

I wrote our story on index cards, and included pictures from magazines to help explain whatever, and pictures of us and her as well. I wrote answers to questions that might arise, using simple words. It became a favorite book for us to read together.

After many years, the idea came to me to make something that other adoptive parents could easily fill in and personalize, so that they could share their story with their baby.

This paperback booklet measures 6 by 9 inches and is 24 pages long. It is simple to fill out, and add photographs to. It will be a lovely, informative book for when the child is young, and also a wonderful keepsake for years to come.

Our Adoption Story - to be filled in by the adoptive parents. Check price.

Let me know in a comment below, if you think a similar booklet would be a good idea for adoptive parents that adopt a toddler or an older child. Thank you.

Update: Thank you for your comments. I will be designing three more adoption story books; one for toddlers, grade school children, and teens., each of which will include sections for the child to have some input.

Cheryl Paton

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Peace of Mind, my Review

Many times in the last few months, I have purposefully made time for Peace of Mind. Usually people think of piece of mind, when they hear this phrase. But I decided to give it an update.

I have given my "piece of mind" through the ethers, to names that I won't mention, and it may have helped to get bottled up stuff out. Even though I might have used positive words in my 'giving' I ultimately realized that I needed to give more time to Peace of Mind.

How might I do this, you may ask. Usually, I listen to a guided affirmation video on YouTube. I pick one that I find feels good to me in that moment, and also has soothing music that I like listening to. If that criteria doesn't seem to fit after a minute or so of listening, I go back and select another one. It is very important to me that I meet my needs and desires in that moment. It's important that I simply say no to what I don't want, for whatever reason, and to say Yes to my do wants.

I find that the more I say yes to me, the better my life and feelings actually go.

Sometimes I find that I really just want a female's voice to listen to, and other times it doesn't matter. Recently I listened to an affirmation video that had a lovely image of a young woman, and a soft voice from a man. I was intrigued and rather enjoyed it. It's on my save list to watch again later.

One of my regular voices that I listen to is a man's voice that is in the medium register. It's not always my favorite, but he does have some pretty good videos.

When I was watching more of the current event type videos, I found myself in a place that didn't feel so good. I told myself I needed to keep up, to find out if there was something I could do, to help change what I saw. I found out that those videos didn't really offer anything in that regard. I would end up, after a time, searching out an affirmation video, to lift my mood back up. I knew it was better for me to get to a better feeling place, than to hang out where I was.

Through this process, I started writing some specific affirmations in regards to the current events I was learning about. I incorporated those affirmations with some of my personal affirmations that I wrote for myself. I also reminded myself that some of my bigger affirmations that I wrote years ago, did come true. So who knows. To me it is worth it. It helps me with my Peace of Mind.

A favorite affirmation of mine is one that actually came from Proverbs. "A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver." It reminds me that words are important. And I also know that words have power.

Apples of gold in pictures of silver, stickers
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If this affirmation gives you Peace of mind, you can find it, along with my artwork, on various products in my CherylsArt store on Zazzle. https://www.zazzle.com/store/CherylsArt/proverbs

If you would like to know more about using affirmations, you can read Using Affirmations, Review, which is also on Review This Reviews.

Cheryl Paton

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Using Affirmations - A Review

When I first started using affirmations, I was a novice. I had worked through a book and came up with ten affirmations that I would write down, and then read and recite daily.

I was floored when I noticed that some of them were coming true. I continued on a bit more, and became flabbergasted. I really started watching what I was saying; so much so, that I became very quiet. I didn't want to let words slip out that were not affirmative of what I wanted and or liked.

But then I also began to miss having conversations. I didn't know how to be discerning of what I watched on TV or listened to as background noise, etc.

Having been raised as a Christian, I also began to wonder if this what was God wanted me to do. I wrote about that in another blog, and will share a link to that at the bottom of this post.

My main point of writing about using affirmations, is that I have found and also developed some tips and tricks that have helped me out in my continuing journey.

As much as possible, I try to notice more of what I do like.

As much as possible, I try to see the good. If that didn't seem to be working, I would leave a certain situation, and continue to work on me.

If it is a situation I want to stay in and make the best of, I have tried to state more of what it is I want, and only sticking to that. Sometimes I might rephrase something in a more positive way. I have found that to be helpful.

When it comes to reading, I take the time to transform the word I, used by others to refer to themselves, to they, he, she, etc. I have become more conscientious of when I use the word I, so I don't want to take on that word when I am reading in regards to someone else's I. So yes, I book has to really sound good for me to want to read it. Or, if the writer is coming from a place that I would like to be, then I can be okay with reading their I as also my I. Hope that makes sense.

When it comes to singing, I have found that singing words, has actually created more energy for those words as I sing them. So when my favorite tunes come on and I want to sing, I either replace the words with more positive words that I can align to, or just think my replacement words in my head, or just repeat a string of syllables to go along with the tune. Like lots of la la la, do rah do, etc.

Yes, these are all things that I have done to help me in my journey of using affirmations, without having to resort to a very quiet life. I don't like the idea of becoming a monk or be monk like. Did you notice what I just did, I used the word like with a derivative of not. I read about someone else doing that, to get out of the habit of using less positive descriptions.

I have also done quiet self talk. Early on in my affirmation journey, when I was out in a restaurant and the person across from me had said something I didn't like and I wanted things to go better, I cupped my hand up over my mouth and would quietly say the affirmation that I was trying to foster. I knew that what they were saying was triggering my old beliefs, so it was nothing I had to try and get them to change in that moment. This was my own personal way of working on me. I learned later that I could also say to myself, I dissolve this energy, and would mentally just think it to the area that I was feeling it in my body.

Another thing I have decided to do, is when I am with others who may not be talking very affirmatively, I have asked them, "What is it that you do want to happen?" Sometimes I have responded with what I may like to have happen, to give them an idea of what I mean. Sometimes, this has proven helpful.

I have found that I like various ways of doing affirmations. Sometimes I just like to chill and listen to them as background. Other times I follow along and repeat what I am listening to. If there is enough time, I repeat each one out loud and then again silently to myself.

I also like saying affirmations while doing physical activity. An example is saying that "I am strong," while exercising. I can find that quite invigorating. Physical activity can also be beneficial by itself.

You may not equate massage with affirmations, however our bodies can store energy of our beliefs. Massage from another or even one's self can help to release that stored energy through massage. It doesn't have to be a whole body massage, it can be as simple as massaging one's hands or feet. When I do that, sometimes I feel like I just need to take a deeper breath and let it go. I find it very helpful. Physical exercise can also loosen up stored energy.

Those are some of the things that I have done to improve my self well-being. I am glad that I pursued this journey of affirmations. I hope that you have found some help here, either with new tools that you may find helpful, and also that if you are going through anything similar, that you know you are with others who are on a path of transformation as well.

If you would like to read more about my transitioning went as far as me wondering what God wanted to me do, you can check that out here. It's my blog on Proverbs as Affirmations.

If you'd like some books that foster a more affirmative life, check these out. They are on Amazon.

Proverbs as Affirmations: An Affirmation Journal for Self Transformation This is especially good for those who want to experience the lessons in Proverbs said in a kind manner.

Positive Affirmation Coloring Book Coloring while focusing on an affirmation can be a relaxing and calm way to incorporate affirmations.

Proverbs as Affirmations Coloring Book: Words to Live By

May you have a great and blessed day.

Do you have an affirmation tip to share? Please do.

Cheryl Paton

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Gracie's Edge of Knowing - A Flash Fiction Story

My Flash Fiction Short Story

This story is about Gracie, an 82-year-old woman who reflects on the choices that shaped her life, wondering if she unknowingly chose hardship over ease or if each struggle was a lesson meant to expand her soul.

Gracie's Edge of Knowing

Gracie rocked gently on the front porch, the creak of the wooden boards beneath her chair keeping time with the rhythmic chirp of the crickets. The air was thick with the scent of earth and wildflowers, the sun dipping below the trees in a lazy surrender to dusk. 

She watched the world settle, the sky shifting from gold to deep violet, the colors blending like the years of her life—some vibrant, some shadowed, all layered upon each other.

Eighty-two years had come and gone, each one filled with choices—some deliberate, some made in haste, some dictated by circumstance. They all brought her to this porch, in this moment of reflection.

She had never been unhappy, not truly. Even when life was at its hardest, when the money ran thin, when loss hollowed her out, when the weight of responsibility pressed upon her shoulders—there had always been a quiet joy inside her. A knowing. An acceptance. 

But tonight, as the twilight deepened, a familiar question lingered on the edges of her thoughts, like the echo of a song she could never quite forget: Had she chosen wisely, or had she simply chosen difficulty? Had she spent her years intentionally growing or foolishly suffering?

You see, Gracie had never been one to take the easy road. Even as a girl, she felt drawn to the winding paths that made her think, feel, struggle, and stretch. 

Some had said she married young, too young. But she and Jack had built a life together, one of hard work, sacrifice, and victories that only they could fully understand. 

Jack had been gone for five years now, but his echo still lived in the walls of their home—a presence that whispered through every corner and crevice, like the wind moving through the trees.

Their children had grown, as children do, into lives of their own—busy lives, full of their own choices. She was never upset when they couldn't visit. She knew how it was; she had once been them, caught in the whirlwind of a young, on-the-go life. 

And she was not lonely. Loneliness was an emptiness, and she was not empty. She was simply wondering.

Had she wasted this trip to earth?

Her hands, wrinkled and wise, rested in her lap as she reflected upon her life. 

She had lived at the edge of outer peace, always on the periphery of the easy life. But inner peace? That she had. A deep well of it, a knowing that everything—every heartbreak, every struggle, every joy—had led her to an understanding that could not have come any other way. 

She had not walked the simplest path, but perhaps she had walked the one that mattered most for her needed life lessons.

Maybe that was the point of it all: To arrive at the end with a soul that had stretched and softened, that had learned love beyond self, that had carried burdens only to lay them down with grace. To have gathered wisdom not from ease but from experience.

She exhaled, long and slow, as if releasing the weight of the question into the evening air. The answer was not hers to fully grasp, not yet.

Perhaps she wouldn't understand until she left this place, until the universe whispered the truth into her soul as she crossed into whatever came next. And that was fine. She could wait.

For now, she lived with love in her heart, and that was enough. The night deepened, the stars blinking awake one by one, and Gracie rocked on, peaceful in the not knowing.

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I hope you've enjoyed my attempt at flash fiction 🕮

If you're into a longer story, I've penned this short story, The Gift of Knowing (can you sense a theme here?).

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When You No Longer Need to Be Heard - My Diary Entry

A Sixty-Something Perspective

At sixty-something, I think about the purpose of life almost daily. As with most of us, my perspective has grown as I've aged. Thank goodness!

There was a time in my youth when I wanted—no, needed—to be heard. 

I found myself passionately debating, sharing my opinions at every opportunity, eager to ensure my voice carried weight in conversations. 

Upon reviewing my 30s, life seemed like a stage, and I was determined to make my performance known. My perspective felt vital as if the world would falter without it. Who knows, maybe this is why I started writing poetry at eight years old?

But somewhere along the way, as the years turned into decades, I realized something profound: the less I needed to be heard, the more I truly understood.

My Voice at Thirty-Something

Like most people in their 30s, I was a whirlwind of energy. Raising children, navigating a career, managing relationships—it all demanded a level of assertiveness that often translated into an urgency to express my opinions. 

I believed my perspective mattered, and I often thought it was my duty to guide those around me.

Looking back, I can't fault myself for that stage of life. It was necessary. I was learning who I was, carving out a space in a noisy world. 

But with that stage came the frustration of not always being understood, the exhaustion of trying to convince others, and the endless cycle of expressing, explaining, and defending my views.

At the time, it felt like a need—to assert, to advise, to warn. 

Today, I see that same drive in the younger generation, and it makes me smile. They are precisely where they need to be, and I'm learning to let them be.

Learning to "Let Them"

As I grew older, I stumbled upon a powerful shift in perspective: the "Let Them Theory." 

Although this book is relatively new, I had been implementing this concept for over a decade without knowing what it was. You can find the book "The Let Them Theory" here.

I began to see that people, much like my younger self, need to navigate their own paths. 

This is the hardest to implement as a mother, no matter our age. I'm currently in my mid-60s, and speaking from a mom's point of view, it isn't easy, but 'letting things be' gets easier with practice and faith in those you love. 

Faith that they'll learn and grow, just like I did. And when they're in their mid-60s, they may feel similar. 

They need to make mistakes, enjoy triumphs, and learn from their own experiences. No amount of advice—however well-intentioned—can replace the wisdom that life imparts.

This doesn't mean I don't care or have nothing to offer. 

Quite the opposite. It means I've learned the value of strategic silence. As I passive-aggressively, put this part in bold! LOL!

I've come to understand that advice is best offered when it is sought. Unsolicited guidance, no matter how insightful, often falls on deaf ears. 

By letting people grow their way, I've given myself the gift of peace—a reprieve from the need to control or direct.

The Freedom of Being an Observer

Stepping back into the role of observer has been one of the most freeing experiences of my life, but it has also been one of the most challenging.

Observing doesn't mean disengaging or becoming indifferent. It means watching with love, offering support when asked, and resisting the urge to intervene unnecessarily.

This shift wasn't easy at first. 

I had to quiet the voice in my head that wanted to fix, explain, and prevent mistakes. But as I practiced "letting them," I discovered that my own life became lighter. 

The trappings of division—the need to be right, to convince, to be validated—began to fade. In their place was a sense of serenity and acceptance.

It's not about compromising my beliefs or moral compass. I still hold strong convictions and am willing to stand by them. 

But I've learned that not every battle needs to be fought. The secret in that old cliche says it well, 'pick and choose your battles.'

Sometimes, the greatest act of love is to allow others to find their own way. It's not always easy to do this, but implementing The Let Them Theory on smaller issues has helped me manage larger ones.

When You No Longer Need to Be Heard

Strangely enough, as I've stepped back, people have leaned in. But this was never the goal. 

The beauty of no longer needing to be heard lies in the peace it brings, not in the attention it attracts. 

In an increasingly noisy world, even the quiet observer can make an impact simply by being present, attentive, and calm. I work on this daily.

By no longer needing to be heard, I've let my actions, choices, and the things I do in life speak for me. 

My actions have become my voice, though I don't purposefully do specific things to make a statement. 

Instead, I live my truth as best I can—with love, kindness, and a touch of daily grace. It's not perfection—just an honest, imperfect effort.

Love at the Core

At the heart of this life's journey is love. Love for my family, my friends, and humanity as a whole. 

I've learned to step back, even when it's hard because I know that growth is personal and unique to each, especially my grown kids.

As I reflect on life from this vantage point, I'm reminded that when the time comes for my final breaths, I won't dwell on the arguments I won or the opinions I voiced. 

What will matter is the love I gave, the support I offered, and the understanding I nurtured. 

In the end, it's all about love. As I held my mother's hand as she left this world, I can speak from experience that, in fact, loving her and being her child was my greatest gift.

So, to anyone reading this, consider stepping back when you think it's best and just observe, love, and let them. 

When you no longer need to be heard, you'll hear the world a bit more clearly, and your actions will become your voice.

The learning continues.

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Merry Christmas to All : From the Heart!

Christmas Day is here!  All the build up has come to it's climax!  Hopefully everyone is now relaxed and playing or using their gifts in ways that will bring them joy!

Joy is the result we are all looking for!

May the days that follow Christmas morning bring you Joy!  Joy at the sight of family and friends!  Joy at the wonder in the eyes of the children.  Joy in the singing of Christmas carols and Joy in the delight of a wonderful Christmas dinner shared with loved ones.

2024 is coming to an end very quickly, so take the time to make some wonderful memories that will hopefully start 2025 on the right note. 

May you all be Blessed this Christmas with Peace, an abundance of Love and Joy for you to take with you into the New Year.  From all of us here at ReviewThisReviews.com, this is our wish for you all!

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A Review Embracing Nature And Gratitude On Christmas Eve

 

I always think Christmas Eve is a magical time, filled with anticipation and joy. It is one of my most favourite days over the Christmas period.

While it is often a busy day, it's lovely to take a moment to pause and reflect on the beauty around us, especially the wonders of nature, and to express gratitude for the blessings in our lives and remember those for whom this time is difficult.

The Beauty of Nature on Christmas Eve

Life and events and all the preparations for Christmas can be very hectic. By the time we reach Christmas Eve we may try to find a moment to rest, to find peace.

I love to take photographs to capture the particular beauty of the season. Appreciation will be different for everyone, it may be the crisp winter air, the beautiful blanket of snow in the garden, rain on a window pane when you are warm and cosy, or the distant stars in a dark sky. 

Nature reminds us of the simple beauty of our world. Whether you're in a snowy landscape or a milder climate, taking a moment to step outside and appreciate the natural surroundings can be a grounding and peaceful, even profound, experience.

Finding Gratitude in the Little Things

Christmas Eve is a perfect time to reflect on the past year and acknowledge the things we are grateful for. Sometimes life is lovely, other times it can be very hard and I am among those this year that have lost loved ones and miss them, this first Christmas without them. I am also grateful that they were in my life and what we meant to each other and that love never dies.

When life is hard, or even when it isn't, we don’t have to look to the big things to be grateful for. Especially at this time of year there can be many small day to day special moments. 

The warmth of a cosy fire, good food, the laughter of loved ones, the look of wonder in a child's eyes, a call or message from a friend or family member. 

We may find comfort in our faith, connecting with friends across the world, watching birds in the garden, listening to a lovely piece of music, carol singers, a starry night sky, or the quiet stillness of a winter night are all things we can be thankful for.

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Connecting with Nature

One way to appreciate our Christmas Eve experience is to connect with nature.

This could be as simple as taking a walk in a nearby park appreciating the red and yellow winter berries and shapes of the trees branches against the sky. We might find a scented shrub with tiny flowers and a powerful perfume to amaze us.

It might be listening to the sounds of the night, an owl maybe or birds singing during the day. We may like to feed the birds and watch their appreciation or help at an animal sanctuary. Reindeers and Donkeys are of course also intrinsically linked to the Christmas story in their different ways. 

Even going out on a clear night to watch and maybe identify the stars and constellations. These activities can help us feel more connected to nature and a sense of our place in it.

Who knows some of us may even see Santa and his Reindeers running across the night sky with the sleigh! 

We also like to collect pine cones, berries and Holly in our garden and on our walks to decorate and bring nature in to our home.

Practicing Gratitude

Often it is easier to recall all the things that have not gone right and I am guilty of that too. However it is healthy to practice gratitude when we remember. 

We might write a list of things we have been thankful for this year or give someone close to you a genuine compliment to show them how much they mean to you. We might like to help at a charity for children or older people who need support or a listening ear or give local people who helped you a simple Thank you card or small gift. 

It can be useful to spend a few moments in quiet reflection thinking over the year that has gone, the good, the difficult, the special and the ordinary times. How we handled it all and how we have grown with the experiences.

Expressing gratitude in this way can improve our wellbeing, support our relationships, and enhance our well-being.

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A Grateful Heart On Christmas Eve

As you celebrate Christmas Eve, whether we are with family, friends, alone or with our animal companions, a couple, single or part of a big family, working or at home, this day can be special to us. 

However you spend your day whether it is busy or quiet, whether you attend any religious or other celebrations or not, let the beauty of nature fill your heart with joy and peace.

It is lovely and fun to give gifts at Christmas and for many of us is a key part of the celebrations. The best part of the spirit of the season is in the love and connections we share with other people, animals and nature and the appreciation for the world around us.

May your Christmas Eve be a special time filled with the wonder of nature with love and joy and peace in your heart.

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Advent Wreaths ~ A Special Way to Countdown to Christmas~ From the Heart

For many people Christmas is a time of gift giving and holiday cheer, but for Christians, this time before Christmas marks a very special time to get ourselves ready for the Birth of the Christ Child.

A great way for family's to do this preparation is with a Christmas Wreath.   

What exactly is this Christmas Wreath?  

It's not just a door decoration but rather a decoration that sits on the Family's Dining Room or Living Room table.

It is a wreath made usually from evergreens and possibly decorated with some poinsettias or berries in between.  There is place on this wreath for 4 candles.

What is the meaning of all this?  Well from a Christian perspective, there is lots of  traditional symbolism involved with the Advent Wreath.

So let's break it down!  

• A wreath is round, a circle symbolizing no beginning and no end.
• It is usually covered with evergreens, either cedar or pine, again symbolizing everlasting life.
• All Advent Wreaths should have 4 Candles around the perimeter of the circle.  
• 4 Candles, 3 purple and one pink.  Sometimes Christians will add a 5th candle in the middle of White.
• 3 Purple candles symbolize, Faith, Hope and Love with the pink candle symbolizing Joy!

• The White Candle if added is a symbol of Christ and the Light of the World.

How do you use the Advent wreath?  Well for most Christians, each Sunday before Christmas is a countdown to the Big Event!  Not the coming of Santa Claus, but rather the coming of the Christ child.

Each Sunday for the 4 weeks before Christmas,  a candle is lit and the family sometimes will read the Bible story of the coming of Christ.

Week 1 will see one purple candle lit, week 2 two purple candles are lit, week 3 the pink candle is lit, and week 4 the last purple candle is lit.  Why the Pink candle?  Well as it gets closer and closer to the actual Christmas day, you can feel the Joy of the family waiting in anticipation.  By Christmas all 4 Candles are burning brightly.  Some family's will add that 5th candle, a White One, on Christmas Day symbolising the birth of the Christ Child.

Many times some of the symbolism will be scrapped and white or gold or red candles will replace the purple and pink, or a color of your choice to match your decor.  It is entirely up to you and your beliefs if you have an  traditional Advent Wreath in your home. 

Christmas will come one way or another, but sometimes it's nice to have the reminders of the reason for the season and help your family understand the story! 

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A Review of How The Weather Can Affect Our Mood

How Weather Can Influence Our Mood (If We Let It)

Have you ever noticed how a sunny day can instantly lift your spirits, while a gloomy, rainy day might make you feel a bit down? 

I've often mentioned to my family not to allow the weather to dictate their feelings, thoughts, or outlook. I understand how challenging that can be for some people. However, after immersing myself in the profound teachings of Michael Singer, a New York Times Best Seller, I've learned that letting go of even simple things we cannot control, like "the weather" can significantly contribute to a more peaceful existence - and according to Mr. Singer, it's good practice for letting go of those bigger issues.

A Poem Inspired by Embracing Positivity Despite Gray Skies

The other morning, I woke up reflecting on this topic and penned these thoughts. It's not unusual for me to have "words" come from nowhere (lol), as I've been writing poems since I was eight years old.

Let's explore how different types of weather can influence how we feel.

Sunny Days and Happiness

There's something about a bright, sunny day that just makes us feel good. Apparently, one reason behind this is that sunshine increases the production of serotonin in our brains. Serotonin is a neurotransmitter that helps regulate our mood; higher levels are associated with happiness and well-being. So, when the sun is shining, we tend to feel more energetic, upbeat, and motivated.

Rainy Days and Melancholy

Conversely, cloudy and rainy days can sometimes make us sad or sluggish. This is partly because the lack of sunlight can lead to lower serotonin levels. Additionally, the gray skies and the sound of rain can create a more subdued and reflective atmosphere, affecting our mood. For some people, this might mean feeling cozy and relaxed, while it could lead to a sense of melancholy for others.

Cold Weather and Comfort

Cold weather can have a mixed impact on our mood. For some, the chilly air and shorter days can bring about a sense of gloom, especially if you're not a fan of winter. However, cold weather can also make us appreciate the warmth and comfort of our homes more. Cozying up with a blanket, a hot drink, and a good book can create a comforting and pleasant mood.

Warm Weather and Activity

When the temperature rises, it often brings a sense of excitement and energy. Warm weather encourages outdoor activities, socializing, and vacations. Being active and spending time outside can boost our mood and overall well-being. However, extremely hot weather can sometimes lead to discomfort and irritability, so it's all about finding the right balance.

Seasonal Changes and Mood Disorders

For some people, the change of seasons can profoundly impact their mood. Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) is a type of depression that occurs at certain times of the year, typically in the winter when there's less sunlight. People with SAD may experience symptoms like low energy, difficulty concentrating, and feelings of sadness. Light therapy and other treatments can help manage these symptoms. However, checking in with your medical professional is wise to determine the best approach.

Finding Your Weather Sweet Spot

Everyone is different, and our preferences for certain types of weather can vary widely. Some people thrive in the heat of summer, while others feel they are at their best in crisp, cool autumn air (that's me!). 

It's important to consider how weather conditions affect your mood and find ways to make the most of them. Whether planning activities that match the weather or finding ways to stay positive during less favorable conditions, understanding the connection between weather and mood can help you navigate the ups and downs.

In conclusion, the weather may impact our mood, from the uplifting effects of sunshine to the reflective nature of rainy days. 

Knowing how weather patterns affect us can help us to better manage our moods and make the most of each day, no matter the forecast.

I'm a big fan of the changing seasons, and I especially love Autumn; how about you?

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