*✨KITTING AROUND✨
BLOG 396–Step Outside

THIS BLOG IS SHORTER AND HAPPIER!
Read every word; there have been changes.
                                              Always Keep Getting Better than Yesterday!
Read This Entire Blog; It’s Good for Your Brain.
The full blog is here — https://kitsummers.com/blog/
This Blog is Best Read on a laptop rather than Your Phone.
By KIT SUMMERS—World-Class Juggler to World-Class Comeback
Learn More About Me >> https://youtu.be/eQBnUJgTXts?si=1Qik7VdzscvHsfpS 

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ONCE UPON A LIFE…
I made gravity nervous—Seven clubs soaring through the air.
A world record.  Because physics loves a good insult.
Kit continued his drive toward excellence. 😄
         
Then came the truck.  The coma.
Thirty-seven silent days offstage.
But I returned—Balancing healing,
tossing hope sky-high, and
juggling purpose, grit, and joy. 🤹‍♂️
         
Now, I lift people.
That is bigger than applause.
Writing is how I breathe.
If these words help you breathe a little easier, too—
That is magic catching air. 🎉
           
What comes next on Kit’s journey?
Back to juggling?  Back to the stage?  Back to life?
Stay with me and find out. 
Life can get better.   Life will get better! ✨ 

My new address is:>>
The Legacy at Highwoods Preserve
18600 Highwoods Preserve Pkwy, #217, Tampa, FL  33647
(A love letter would be dandy.)   kitsummers@gmail.com
kitsummers.com     https://www.legacypreservetampa.com/
Call me >> 610-400-3233

BALBOA PARK IN SAN DIEGO                  

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NONE OF US WILL LIVE FOREVER—SO MAKE YOUR PLANS NOW!
EVERY DAY IS A NEW DAY—A CHANCE TO BEGIN A NEW LIFE.
DON’T LIVE IN THE PAST OR WAIT FOR THE FUTURE.
NOW IS THE ONLY MOMENT YOU HOLD!
MAKE THE MOST OF THIS MOMENT.
I FEEL THIS IS MY BEST BLOG YET! 

A quick directory >>
Part 1—The Beginnings — Obvious.
Part 2—Things that Happened This Week.
Part 3—THE BLOG.
Part 4—Inspirational Quotes.
Part 5—Your Challenge.  
Part 6—Blog for Next Week.
Part 7—Final Thoughts — Obvious.

ALWAYS REMEMBER >>
When your life nears its end,
what will you want to remember? 
The dreams you chased? The people you loved?
I’m still planning to live beyond age 100; will you join me? 
Remember the moments when you chose courage over comfort?

CRATER LAKE IN SOUTHERN OREGON              

READ PAST BLOGS HERE —
kitsummers.com/blog

If even one sentence inspires you to make a positive change, face a challenge with greater courage, or appreciate the wonderful life already dancing around you, then every hour at the keyboard has been worthwhile.

• EVERY DAY >>

• Feel the sunshine.
• Enjoy a good meal.
• Speak more kindly.
• Care for your body.
• Learn something new.
• Laugh whenever possible.
• Improve one little thing today.
• Treasure a friendly conversation.
• Then improve another tomorrow. 
• Keep going, and those tiny steps may grow.
• Spend time with people who lift your spirits. 
• And become something absolutely phenomenal!
• Keep moving toward the person you want to become.
• Celebrate every bit of progress—even when it arrives late.

Small choices may seem insignificant in the moment, but never underestimate their power. When repeated with purpose, patience, and persistence, they become strong habits that quietly shape the direction of your life.
             
You do not have to transform everything overnight; simply make one positive choice today, then make it again tomorrow. Step by step, those tiny victories build momentum, strengthen your confidence, and create a brighter future—because every remarkable journey begins with one small decision to move forward.
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I heard from Phyllis >>
LOL— Making your Bed—one of my favorite topics!! An unmade bed WRECKS me! LOL Some days I am throwing Bernie out of bed so I can make it (ha ha). Not often, as we are early birds. But you know what’s hilarious? I JUST learned (about a month ago) that you should NOT make your bed as soon as you climb out of it. You should “let it air out” because of the dead skin cells and whatever “bugs” it leaves behind lol.  I thought this person was joking and just being lazy when they told me, but I found out it was actually true!! LOL HOWEVER, let the bugs live on! LOL I’m still making my bed first thing! ; )
Warm regards, Phyllis ; )
MEET ME ON ZILLOW TO REVIEW MY TESTIMONIALS & CREDENTIALS: www.Zillow.com/profile/PhyllisLynch
THANK YOU, MY DEAR FRIEND, PHYLLIS.
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Happiness is not having everything you want; it is appreciating what you already have. There will always be another goal to pursue and another mountain calling your name. Just do not become so focused on tomorrow’s summit that you miss today’s magnificent view.             
WORDS FOR YOU—AND FOR ME?
I write these words for you—and for myself. We are all works in progress, and none of us has life completely figured out. That is perfectly all right. Life does not demand perfection; it asks us to stay involved, remain willing, and keep trying.
            Is that Kit?
PART 1: THE BEGINNINGS
Keep smiling. Keep growing. Keep believing in yourself.
YES—YOU’RE GETTING THERE!
               
Friday has arrived again. I send this week’s blog into the world—a collection of my thoughts, struggles, experiences, and hopes traveling through cyberspace in search of someone who might need its messages.
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1) LIFE IS WAITING FOR YOU. STEP INTO THE SPOTLIGHT.
2) RAISE THE CURTAIN. TAKE A BREATH. AND START YOUR ACT. 🎪🔥
3) DO NOT WAIT FOR MONDAY. TAKE ONE SMALL STEP TODAY.
4) YOUR BETTER LIFE BEGINS NOW — ADD TO THE WORLD IN A GREAT WAY.
5) DO SOMETHING WONDERFUL!
6) YOU ARE IMPORTANT — TAKE GOOD CARE OF YOURSELF.
7) WILL YOU BE THE FIRST TO REACH 200 YEARS OF AGE?
8) LIFE IS WAITING FOR YOU — CATCH UP!
9) LIVE FOR NOW! NOT YESTERDAY! NOT TOMORROW! NOW IS THE TIME!
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The wilderness has always pulled me toward it. I feel most alive among the trees, surrounded by plants, wildlife, and the gentle sounds of nature. The woods are more than a place I enjoy visiting—they are where my mind grows quiet, my spirit feels free, and I remember just how wonderful it is to be alive. Over the years, however, I have discovered something important: we do not always have to travel deep into the woods to find that feeling.
             
This week, I invite you to discover your own wilderness. It does not have to be a distant forest, a towering mountain, or an empty beach. Your wilderness can be any peaceful place where the noise of daily life begins to fade, your mind opens, and your thoughts are free to wander. It might be beneath a tree, beside a pond, along a quiet walking path, or even in a comfortable chair near an open window. The important thing is not where you go, but what happens inside you when you get there.
                 
That is because finding your wilderness is as much a mental journey as a physical one. For a few minutes, step away from schedules, screens, worries, and other people’s expectations. Breathe slowly. Listen to the sounds around you. Allow your thoughts to move naturally without trying to control or judge them. You are not escaping from life—you are creating enough quiet space to see your life more clearly.
                 
I learned this through years of wandering through forests, mountains, oceans, and wild places. Nature gave me room to breathe, think, dream, and feel fully alive. But eventually I realized that the freedom I found in those magnificent places could travel home with me. Even when I cannot head for the mountains or disappear down a wooded trail, I can still create a small clearing in my thoughts—and so can you.
                 
Your wilderness will probably look different from mine. Perhaps you will find it while walking through a neighborhood park, tending a garden, listening to birds, writing in a journal, or sitting quietly before the rest of the world awakens. The location matters far less than the feeling. Your wilderness is wherever you can loosen your grip on the day, breathe a little more deeply, and give your imagination room to stretch its legs.
                 
So give yourself permission to visit that place this week. Put down the phone, turn down the noise, and stop trying to solve everything for a little while. Let your thoughts roam without a map. They may wander in unexpected directions, but that is part of the adventure. Sometimes the mind, like a good wilderness trail, leads us somewhere wonderful when we stop trying to control every turn.
                     
And here is the best part: you do not need hiking boots, camping equipment, or a backpack stuffed with granola bars—although snacks rarely hurt! You only need a little time, a little quiet, and the willingness to explore. The greatest wilderness may not be somewhere far beyond the horizon. It may be the open, peaceful space you create within yourself.
             
Go there. Breathe deeply. Think freely. Listen carefully. You may return without a single mosquito bite—but with a fresh idea, a calmer heart, and a clearer path forward.
                           
PART 2) THINGS THAT HAPPENED THIS WEEK
Kit’s Daily Delights—Inspiration Served with a Smile!
       
Good morning! Or perhaps it is good afternoon… or even good evening!
Whenever these words find you, consider them right on time. Inspiration never checks the clock—it simply arrives when your heart needs it most, usually carrying a smile, a warm hug, and occasionally juggling three bright ideas! 🤹‍♂️✨
         
That is one of the marvelous things about words: they never complain when you arrive late, glance impatiently at the clock, or lose their loving sparkle. With readers scattered across time zones around the world, I may not know what time it is where you are—but I know this: you are here, you matter, and these words have found you at exactly the right moment.
             
So, welcome, my friend! There is always time for fresh inspiration, a hearty laugh, a little more love, and one joyful step toward a brighter, happier life. Let’s take that step together—and if we wobble, we’ll call it dancing! 💛             
         
>>>>> SEPTEMBER 19
It is a bright, sunny day outside, so I may have to wander out later and sample a little sunshine. I hear it is calorie-free, naturally energizing, and served in unlimited portions!
             
My daughter April called today, and hearing her voice filled my heart with joy. Things sound good for her and her little family, which made this dad—and very proud grandpa—smile from the inside out. A loving phone call can brighten a day faster than sunshine, and you do not even need sunscreen!
       
The lump and swelling in my right elbow are still there, stubbornly refusing to pack their tiny bags and leave. Since the left side of my brain was more seriously injured in my accident, I have long experienced difficulties with the right side of my body. Could the two be connected? I’m not sure, but it’s worth asking my doctor. Bodies can be mysterious little rascals.
           
They give me eight pills every day—some for high blood pressure, asthma, and allergies, along with a few vitamins. I take them as prescribed, although swallowing a daily pharmaceutical parade has never been my favorite activity. My mother always said, “If you eat well, you shouldn’t need supplements.” I still carry her loving advice with me and try to nourish my body with healthy, colorful food whenever possible.
                 
As usual, Saturday is moving at approximately the speed of a sleepy turtle wearing fuzzy slippers. The hallways are quiet, nobody seems to be doing much, and excitement has apparently taken the weekend off. So, I am tucked away in my room, watching videos and writing this blog for you. It may not be a grand Saturday adventure, but writing fills my day with purpose—and knowing you are reading these words makes the quiet feel warmer and far less lonely.
           
So yes, today is slow, and I expect Sunday may stroll along at the same leisurely pace. But sunshine is waiting outside, words are happily bouncing around inside my head, and love has a delightful way of showing up—even on the quietest days. You never know when a little adventure might sneak around the corner, wink at you, and say, “Come on, Kit—let’s go!”
             
>>>>> SEPTEMBER 20
I stayed tucked comfortably in bed until about 4:30 this morning, enjoying the quiet while my mind gently stretched awake. Then, of course, my blog began whispering, “Kit, come play with a few words!” How could I resist an invitation like that?
         
I got up and happily went to work—
an edit here, an adjustment there,
and a sprinkle of extra sparkle
wherever it was needed.
             
With every loving change, the writing became clearer, stronger, and more enjoyable. Things are looking better and better, one carefully juggled word at a time! 🤹‍♂️✨What would I do if I did not have my blog to work on? Thankfully, I do not have to find out!
           
Writing brings purpose and direction to my days. It keeps my mind active, awakens my curiosity, and gives me a joyful place to turn my thoughts, memories, and experiences into something meaningful. My blog is far more than a weekly collection of words. It is a dear companion and a welcoming place where I can laugh, reflect, dream, and continue discovering new possibilities.
             
Perhaps something I write will encourage you, brighten a difficult day, or help you see life through a more hopeful window. That possibility fills my heart with gratitude. Every thoughtful edit brings me closer to the message I want to share. Every completed paragraph feels like another cheerful little victory.
             
Without my blog, my days would certainly be quieter and far less colorful. Fortunately, another idea is always bouncing around inside my head, waving its arms and shouting, “Catch me, Kit!” I am delighted to catch it and toss it onto the page—with love, laughter, and perhaps just a tiny bit of mischief!
           
NOW—How About You?
Have you started your blog yet?
You have experiences, ideas, and lessons.
These could brighten someone’s day—
or even change a life.
Share your voice. Tell your story.
Help people live happier, healthier, and more meaningful lives.
Your words may be exactly what someone needs today!
           
At noon, they held what they called a “Sunday Funday Football Luncheon,” complete with pizza and beer. A few people showed up, but there was not much excitement—or fun—to be found. It was about what I expected: more fumbles than touchdowns!
           
I had three slices of pizza, by the way, so the luncheon was not a complete loss! Then I grabbed my one can of beer and returned to my room, where the real fun awaited—writing to you. Some people spend Sunday afternoons watching players chase a football around a field. I would rather chase a good idea across the page! Football? What’s that? Give me a keyboard, a few playful thoughts, and something meaningful to share—that is my kind of winning game!  🏈🍕
         
At 2:00 p.m., they are playing Uno, and at 3:00, Bingo begins — oh boy. I will not be attending either one. Nothing against cards and numbered balls—they simply are not how I want to play my day. I would rather stay in my room, write, think, and juggle a few ideas. That is my kind of winning!

I do not know how this keeps happening, but somehow I lose track of what day it is—and it frustrates the hell out of me!                                                           Let me know if you need help with your blog>>KIT
Today is Sunday,
and I always enjoy watching CBS Sunday Morning.
It was on, but I was so busy working on my blog that I completely missed it.
               
I am angry with myself for not paying attention. How hard should it be to remember what day it is? At least I added more to the blog this morning, so the time was not wasted—but right now, that does not make me any less irritated!
       
Please send me a reminder on Sunday morning. I like watching 60 Minutes, too. I will make sure I don’t miss that show tonight. Do you also like watching those shows? But I did hear from ChatGPT, and it said that program would remind me on Sunday morning not to miss the show.
             
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! At 7pm. Here we go again—rain pounding against the windows, wind whipping through the trees, and dark clouds gathering overhead. It looks like another delightful Florida evening! The sky is providing thunderous sound effects, the lightning is flashing like a free fireworks show, and the rain is determined to wash everything in sight. Mother Nature certainly knows how to make an entrance—and apparently, she has no volume control! ⛈️⚡🌧️
My friend Ray Stern kindly pointed out that I had written “knee” when I meant “elbow.” I quickly jumped in and corrected the mistake. Errors are never much fun, but this one came with a delightful bit of good news—it proved that people really are reading my blog posts. LIKE YOU, RIGHT NOW!
             
Thank you, Ray, for paying attention and helping me keep my body parts properly organized. Apparently, after all these years of juggling, even my elbows and knees occasionally get tossed around! (I’m glad I don’t drop one.)🤹‍♂️😊
           
If you ever notice a mistake in my writing, please let me know. Whether it is a mispeled word, a confusing sentence, or an elbow that somehow became a knee, I would truly appreciate your help! Your feedback helps me improve and reminds me that people are genuinely reading my words. Thank you for helping me make each blog post even better! 😊✍️
               
>>>>> SEPTEMBER 21
Wow! I lounged in bed until at least 5:00 this morning—practically a vacation by my standards! Then I climbed out and took one of my twice-weekly showers. Now I feel fresh, clean, and ready to greet the day with a smile. 🚿✨
             
There is something wonderfully uplifting about feeling clean and refreshed. It may be one of life’s simple pleasures, but it is certainly a mighty good one! And as you know from my last blog post, I carefully arranged and made my bed—so both Kit and his room look sharp today!
           
Breakfast was nothing special today—just another meal set before me. What continues to surprise me is that I am rarely hungry anymore. I can sit at the table, look at a full plate, and honestly wonder why I am eating at all. My stomach never seems to ring the breakfast bell or send an urgent message saying, “Kit, feed me!”
                 
Still, I know my body needs nourishment, even when my appetite forgets to send the invitation. Food gives me energy to think, write, juggle, walk, heal, and keep moving forward, so I eat what I can, usually in smaller portions. Perhaps not every bite needs to be exciting; sometimes it is simply fuel for the next paragraph, the next walk, and the next small adventure waiting around the corner. 🍽️😊
             
It turns out I forgot to watch 60 Minutes, too, right along with CBS Sunday Morning. I suppose television simply does not hold much attraction for me these days. I enjoy certain programs when I remember them, but apparently, they are not important enough to remain on my mind.
               
My thoughts are usually busy juggling writing, fresh ideas, and the next blog post. Perhaps that is not such a terrible thing after all. While television tells other people’s stories, I am still happily creating my own—and that may be the best program of all! 📺✍️😊
     
The people serving meals here have been told that Kit does not eat very much, so my plates have become noticeably smaller. That is perfectly fine with me—I would rather enjoy a little than waste a lot! With garlic bread, the pasta was special tonight. Less food, but delicious.
                 
Dinner tonight was absolutely fabulous. The Shrimp Scampi Alfredo was some of the best pasta I have ever eaten. My sincere thanks to the chef and dining staff for preparing such delicious, thoughtful meals. Tonight’s dinner may have been a smaller portion, but it delivered enormous flavor! 🍤🍝🧄😊
           
Then it was back to my room for a little writing and television. We have cable here, so I can watch almost anything I want. Yet I usually spend more time with my computer because, with this marvelous typing machine, I am not merely watching someone else’s story—I have the freedom to create and control my own. 📺💻✍️
               
>>>>> SEPTEMBER 22
Last night I watched Indiana Jones.
This well-made film was well worth the time.
If you have the chance to see it, do; you will love it.
Until then, see this >> Indiana Jones

Not much happening around here today—or so it might appear! Behind the scenes, my little computer and I are attempting something rather enormous. I have been working with ChatGPT to transform my movie treatment into a full-blown screenplay. 🎬
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ChatGPT wrote this about putting together a screenplay:>>
And WOW! Writing a screenplay is not exactly a leisurely stroll through the park. Characters need voices, scenes need action, and somehow hundreds of ideas bouncing around inside my head have to land neatly on the page. It feels a little like juggling seven clubs—except the clubs are words, and occasionally they all hit me in the head! 🤹‍♂️
             
Still, difficult has never frightened me away for long. I have faced a few challenges in my life that were considerably bigger than a blank page. So I keep writing, rewriting, imagining, and pushing forward. This story has lived inside me for decades. Now, scene by scene and page by page, I am giving it a chance to come alive on the screen.
Will it be easy? Nope.
Will I keep going?
You bet I will! 🎥✨
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I didn’t get my old life back. I built another one.
And when that life changed, I built again.
Believe me, I did not plan for my life to take so many unexpected turns. But I learned something powerful along the way: we can rebuild, reinvent, and redirect our lives as many times as necessary.
             
Yes—I have had to rebuild my life more than once. It was not always easy, and I certainly did not always know where I was going. But I kept moving. You don’t have to start at square one — just START!
I built another life. You can rebuild yours, too.
And believe me—I’m still building mine.             
           
That is the remarkable thing about being human: you are never finished. You can change direction, rewrite the plan, begin again, and build a different Life as many times as necessary. Your past may have shaped you, but it does not have to dictate where you go next. If there is something about your life you don’t like, don’t simply accept it.   CHANGE IT!
Change the direction.
Change the habits.
Change the dream.
Change what you can—
and then start building again.
Life isn’t written in permanent ink.
Keep rewriting it—live the life that YOU want!
Change is the only thing we can count on in life.
Starting over again, and again, and again.
               
>>>>> SEPTEMBER 23
I’m still not quite sure why I am here at The Legacy. Sometimes it feels as though this is simply a place for me to stay for a while until I figure out what comes next. I know the cost is exorbitant, but for now, this is where I am.
            LEGACY
So, I’m making the best of my days. I spend plenty of time writing, working on new ideas, and occasionally settling back to watch something on television. Lately, I’ve been enjoying Reacher. Sometimes it feels good to forget everything else for a while and simply enjoy a good show. 
                 
Yes, this is definitely a shoot-’em-up flick—plenty of gunfire, action, and mayhem. But I have to admit, it is very well-made, with enough exciting moments to keep me watching. It may not be Shakespeare, but Shakespeare never had this many bullets flying across the screen!
REACHER
Still, I cannot help wondering what comes next. I’ve learned throughout my life that where you are today does not necessarily determine where you will be tomorrow. For now, I’ll keep writing, keep thinking, keep enjoying the good moments—and keep my eyes open for the next door that life decides to swing open. 😊
       
Here is Reacher >>
REACHER
Enjoy.

           
In fact, I stayed in my room nearly all day and watched movies. There really was not much happening around here to tempt me out. About the only reliable events on the schedule were breakfast, lunch, and dinner—and yes, I did manage to make appearances for those! At least the meals gave me a reason to escape my four walls for a while before returning to my room, my computer, and another movie. Some days are filled with adventure; apparently, this one was filled with movie credits and trips to the dining room. 🎬🍽️
               
Because there are so few activities on the schedule that interest me, I spend a great deal of time alone in my room, working on my computer. Some days, the lack of freedom and choices begins to wear on me. Strangely, it can almost feel like being back in prison, where I once spent a month of my life after being falsely charged.
                  IN JAIL
Of course, this is not prison, but that old feeling of confinement occasionally comes rushing back—the feeling of having someone else decide where I can go and what I can do. Fortunately, today I have my computer, my writing, and my imagination. Those things give me freedom and somewhere wonderful to go, even when I cannot physically go anywhere.
                HEAD TILT
Every now and then, I catch myself sitting at my computer with my head and neck tilted to one side. It is an old habit that seems to happen without me even realizing it. I do not want to keep doing this, so whenever I notice the tilt, I consciously straighten my head and adjust my posture.
             
The encouraging part is that I am noticing it. Each time I catch myself and make a correction, I become more aware of how I hold my body. Perhaps, little by little, that awareness will help me develop a better habit. For now, I will simply keep catching myself, straightening up, and moving forward—one small correction at a time.
              ASTHMA
That sounds encouraging, Kit. Symbicort is designed to help control asthma over the longer term by keeping the airways calmer and more open. If you’re noticing that breathing is becoming easier, that’s certainly a welcome change.
               
After asthma has been getting in the way of things you enjoy, better breathing can mean more freedom again. Keep using it exactly as your doctor prescribed, and don’t increase, decrease, or stop it on your own just because you’re feeling better. Here’s hoping those lungs keep saying, “Ahhh… now THAT’S more like it!” 😊
“HOW AM I DOIN?”                
Far too many people casually say, “How are you?” or “How ya doin’?” without really wanting to know the answer. To me, that is a little sad. The words have become an automatic greeting rather than a genuine question. We say them, smile, and keep moving before the other person even has a chance to respond.
               
Imagine how different life might feel if, when we asked someone, “How are you?” we actually stopped, looked them in the eyes, and cared enough to listen. Those few words could become more than a habit—they could become a small act of kindness. So, the next time you ask someone how they are doing, mean it. You might be surprised by how much that simple moment matters.
             
>>>>> SEPTEMBER 24
Thursday again, and right on schedule, I took my morning shower, which I do every Thursday and Monday. Ahhh—there is something wonderfully refreshing about stepping out clean and ready for a brand-new day. It may be one of life’s simplest pleasures, but it always feels so good to be clean in this wonderfully messy world! 🚿😊✨ Good, then there’s also the bad.
          FRUSTRATION
It is deeply frustrating, especially when one day begins to look exactly like the next. Meals should not have to carry the entire burden of being the day’s big event. Maybe that is the real problem with the schedule here: it gives us a few things to attend, but very little to genuinely anticipate.
             
And there is a big difference between having something to do and having something to look forward to. A person needs something on the horizon that creates a little excitement—a reason to think, “I’m looking forward to that.” I want more than ways to simply fill the hours. I want things that make me feel like I am getting back to living again.
              PERFORMANCE
I’ve spent a lifetime performing, traveling, creating, teaching, writing, and chasing whatever adventure waited around the next corner. I was always moving toward something—a new stage, a new road, a new idea, or a new challenge.
               
Now, sitting around waiting for lunch to become the big event of the day is quite a change of scenery for me. I’ve spent much of my life performing, traveling, creating, teaching, writing, and chasing whatever adventure waited around the next corner. I’m simply not very good at sitting still and waiting for life to happen.
              MUST GET AWAY!
I would much rather be out there making something happen—creating, exploring, helping people, laughing, learning, and finding another reason to get excited about tomorrow. I’ve spent a lifetime creating the next act. Maybe that is exactly what I need to do again. The stage may have changed, but the show certainly isn’t over. It’s time to create the next act.
               
The encouraging part is that Legacy doesn’t have to provide every reason to look forward to tomorrow. You may have to create some of them yourself—another juggling gathering, a weekly writing session with residents, a little outdoor adventure, a movie night you choose, or even a regular “Kit’s Hour” where you teach, tell stories, laugh, and get people involved.
             
I’ve spent much of my life creating the next act. When one chapter ended, I found a way to begin another. I went from juggling on stages around the world to rebuilding my life after devastating accidents, starting a business, writing books, speaking to audiences, and eventually living on the road with the whole country outside my van door. Reinvention has become part of who I am.
MAYBE IT’S TIME TO CREATE ANOTHER ACT RIGHT HERE?
I may not be able to change where I am today, but I can change what I do while I’m here. Instead of waiting for something interesting to appear on the schedule, perhaps I need to put something interesting on my own schedule. Write something. Teach someone to juggle. Meet someone new. Start a project. Make somebody laugh. Give myself one thing every day to genuinely look forward to.
                 
I’ve learned that a new life does not always arrive with trumpets, spotlights, and applause.
Sometimes it begins quietly—with one decision to stop waiting and start creating.
So, what’s next?
I don’t know yet.
Why stop now?
But I’ve created a few pretty good acts before.
The idea does scare me, but maybe it’s necessary.
    RIGHT NOW!
Being here scares me, but I have nothing else.
Without being here, where could I go?
That scares me.
           
Today, I stayed in my room for most of the day, doing very little. Most afternoons lately, I even lie down for a while and let a few hours quietly disappear. Rest is sometimes necessary, but I have never been very good at sitting around waiting for life to happen. I have spent too much of my life performing, traveling, writing, teaching, creating, and chasing whatever adventure waited around the next corner. Sitting in a room and watching another afternoon slip away simply does not feel like me.
        SLEEPIE TIME
Maybe that feeling is trying to tell me something. Perhaps I don’t need to accept that the most exciting part of my day is the next meal or that tomorrow must look exactly like today. I have rebuilt my life before—more than once—and I can still create something new from where I am right now. My world may be smaller at the moment, but my imagination, purpose, and possibilities are not. I’m still here, still thinking, still creating—and I am certainly not finished.
 
I just went out front, determined to go for a run—or at least a good, fast walk. My body was ready. My mind was ready. Unfortunately, my lungs apparently had not received the invitation. Almost immediately, they shouted, “NO!” My body wants to move, but my breathing keeps putting on the brakes. What to do, what to do?
           
Well, if I couldn’t run, I certainly wasn’t going to waste the trip outside. I noticed several areas out front that badly needed weeding, so I took a seat and went to work. I pulled weeds, cleaned things up, and before long, the whole area looked much nicer. Maybe I didn’t get the exercise I had planned, but I still accomplished something worthwhile. Sometimes life says NO to Plan A—and hands you a perfectly good Plan B hiding in the weeds. 🌱😊
 
It sounds as though meals have become more than breakfast, lunch, and dinner—they are almost the only times I see other people. Fortunately, the chefs here prepare excellent food, and I am genuinely grateful for that. Still, good food cannot replace conversation, companionship, laughter, or simply having something meaningful to look forward to. A person needs more than a full plate. We need a life that feels full, too.
            MY DEATH
My wish is that, after death, my body could be placed out in the wilderness so that the animals and bugs can feast on me. I do not want to be buried in a grave; that would be a waste of space on the earth. And I would rather not be cremated, where my energies would go to waste.
         
I have spent my life taking nourishment from the wilderness—breathing its air, walking beneath its trees, exploring its mountains, and finding peace in its quiet places. The wilderness has fed my life. Someday, I would be honored to feed the wilderness.
             
When my life is finished, I would like to return the favor. I do not need the wilderness only to hold me; I would like it to take nourishment from me. I have spent a lifetime receiving from nature. In the end, perhaps I can give something back.
           
For so many years, the forests, mountains, oceans, rivers, plants, and animals have given me something. They have fed my curiosity, calmed my mind, restored my spirit, and reminded me again and again how extraordinary it is simply to be alive.
                 
So when my time eventually comes, I like the idea of giving something back. Not disappearing from nature, but returning to it—becoming, in some small way, part of the wilderness that has given me so much. The wilderness helped nourish my life. Someday, I would be honored to nourish the wilderness.
           
Goodnight, my friend. I’m glad you’re ending the day with a smile. 😊
         
My last wishes can wait patiently on a very distant shelf. I’ve got 100+ years in my sights, and there’s an awful lot of living between here and there.
           
There are still words that haven’t been written, people who haven’t yet heard my story, places that haven’t felt my footsteps, jokes that haven’t caused groans, and adventures that haven’t even introduced themselves yet.
             
And as for getting into a little more trouble? I’d say I’ve demonstrated considerable natural talent in that department. 😂

Sleep peacefully tonight. Tomorrow is another blank page—and knowing you, it probably won’t stay blank for long. Good night for now. Tomorrow is waiting for you—and who knows what wonderful little piece of life might be hiding in it. Sleep peacefully, wake curiously, and keep that smile handy. Goodnight, my friend. 🌙❤️
           
>>>>> SEPTEMBER 25
Up early and right to the computer. Good morning to you.
Thinking of you as I type, I hope you are doing well.
Today is the release of the current blog. Do you like it?

Up early and right to the computer. Good morning to you.
Thinking of you as I type; I hope you are doing well.
Today is the release of the current blog. Do you like it?
Not much happened today; I hope you are doing well.
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PART 3—BLOG 396–Step Outside
Be Different—Find Your Own Way.
                                           
FIND YOUR WILDERNESS 🚐
For seven years, my van was my home and the wilderness was my backyard. One morning, I might awaken in the mountains, breathing in the scent of pine trees. The next day, I might open my door beside the ocean and feel the salty breeze on my face. Every road offered another adventure—and another reason to feel alive. But my love of wilderness was about more than traveling to beautiful places. Long before I lived in that van, life had already taken me into a wilderness of its own.
         
TWO ACCIDENTS—ONE WILD LIFE 💕
After surviving two devastating accidents—including one that left me in a coma for thirty-seven days—the wilderness came to mean far more than beautiful scenery. I had once been a world-class juggler, but suddenly I had to relearn how to walk, speak, juggle, and think. Recovery became its own wilderness: difficult, unfamiliar, and without a map. Yet the mountains, forests, and oceans reminded me that life was still waiting beyond the next bend. Once I was strong enough to explore again, I wanted to see just how many of those bends I could follow.
             
EVERY NATIONAL PARK 🏞️
Eventually, those roads carried me to every national park in the continental United States. Yet even after seeing so many extraordinary places, I never ran out of wilderness to explore. Every trail revealed a new view, refreshed my mind, strengthened my body, and filled me with possibility. And, naturally, America was not enough for this wandering juggler. My curiosity followed me across oceans.
             
WORLDWIDE WILDERNESS 🌍
While traveling through the United States, Australia, New Zealand, Japan, and Europe, I explored forests whenever I could. Each was different, but each gave me the same wonderful sense of peace and discovery. I began to realize that wilderness speaks a language we can all understand. And the more wild places I experienced, the more I understood that they were doing far more than giving me beautiful memories.
             
WHY WILDERNESS MATTERS 🌳
Wild places naturally filter water, clean the air, and provide homes for plants and animals. When we protect wilderness, we are protecting natural systems that help sustain life. But wilderness also protects something within us. It gives us space away from noise, technology, and hurried routines. Walking, hiking, kayaking, and exploring can strengthen the body, quiet the mind, and restore perspective. Perhaps that is why I always felt so completely accepted when I stepped into the wild.
           
THE WILDERNESS WELCOMES YOU 👏
The mountains never asked how quickly I was recovering. The trees did not care whether I could still juggle seven clubs. The rivers did not judge my scars or the slower pace of my steps. The wilderness welcomed me exactly as I was. Among the trees and peaceful trails, I did not have to prove anything. I could breathe deeply, move at my own pace, and simply be alive—and that was enough. That feeling of leaving expectations behind may be one reason stories about people abandoning the familiar have always fascinated me.
             
“INTO THE WILD” 🃏
This is a fascinating and thought-provoking book. Have you read it? You must.
https://www.abebooks.com/servlet/SearchResults?ds=20&kn=into%20the%20wild&sts=t&ref_=ds_ac_rk_0
The story was also made into a splendid film. It explores the powerful desire to leave ordinary life behind and search for something deeper in the wilderness. Read the book. Watch the film. Then ask yourself what kind of adventure might be calling you. You do not have to disappear into Alaska to understand that desire. I certainly understand it.
               
DESIRE 🍽️🎬
I understand the desire to step beyond ordinary boundaries. Sometimes we must leave the familiar road, wander into the wilderness, and discover strengths within ourselves we never knew were there. The path may be uncertain, but that is often where the greatest adventures—and the most remarkable versions of ourselves—begin. For me, those adventures eventually found another home: the written page.
             
WRITING ABOUT THE WILD ✍️
I have spent much of my life writing about remarkable experiences—performing as a world-class juggler, relearning to walk and speak after a devastating accident, building a successful salsa business, and living on the road while exploring America’s wild and wonderful places. Each chapter has taught me that even when life drops the ball, we can pick it up and begin again. Still, of everything I have tried to put into words, wilderness may be one of the hardest to capture.
               
YOU MUST GO 😜
Wilderness is especially difficult to capture. I can describe a towering tree or restless ocean, but words cannot reproduce the feeling of standing there. You must hear the wind, smell the earth, feel the air, and see the stars for yourself. I write about those places anyway, hoping my words will encourage you to find that feeling for yourself. Because once the wilderness gets inside you, it has a funny habit of continuing to call. Just trying to expose more of the earth for you.
             
THE WILDERNESS IS CALLING 🌵
Wilderness does not care about your skin color, age, abilities, or nationality. Its wonders belong to everyone. Some travel memories make me laugh; others bring tears. A few make me want to lace up my hiking shoes, pack the van, and head straight for the mountains. The wilderness still calls to me. I may answer differently today, but I am still listening. And that brings me to perhaps the most important wilderness of all—the one available to me right now.
               
MY WILDERNESS TODAY 🚂
Asthma has made running and outdoor juggling difficult, and I miss the freedom to follow my curiosity wherever it leads. But a limitation does not have to end the story. After my coma, I began again. After my second accident, I began again. Today, I can still step outside, notice the sky, appreciate a tree, write about where I have been, and dream about where I may go next. My desire to return to the wilderness remains packed and ready. Until the next grand adventure arrives, I can still find little pieces of wilderness every day—and so can you.
               
FIND A LITTLE WILDERNESS EVERY DAY—GET OUTSIDE 🦆
Step outside for a few minutes and let nature greet you. Feel the breeze, admire a tree, watch a bird, or wander through a nearby park. You do not need towering mountains or a distant forest to experience wonder. Sometimes wilderness begins with one cloud drifting overhead, a flower growing beside the sidewalk, or a duck happily paddling across a pond. Nature is always open, never requires an appointment, and—best of all—never sends an electric bill! And while you are outside enjoying yourself, bring along something else that costs absolutely nothing: laughter.
             
HAVE A LAUGH 😄
Laughter has carried me through difficult years. Read something funny, watch a comedian, or call the friend who makes you laugh. A good laugh can lighten the trail—and if you snort, congratulations! You may have startled the wildlife. Once you have laughed at life a little, it becomes easier to notice how much good is still around you.
               
COUNT WHAT IS GOOD 🔄️
Instead of focusing only on what I had lost, I learned to appreciate what remained: a good meal, a kind person, a page of writing, or another chance to try. Write down a few things you appreciate today. Small joys are trail markers reminding you that you are still moving forward. And some of the finest trail markers in life are the people walking beside us.
                   
REACH OUT ❤️‍🩹
Think of someone traveling through a difficult personal wilderness. Call or send a thoughtful message. A few caring words might help that person find the next step. You do not need a hundred companions around your campfire. A few genuine relationships can bring warmth, laughter, and light into your life. Of course, companionship cannot walk every mile for us. Eventually, we still have to move our own feet.
               
TAKE A WALK 🚶
My walks are different from the journeys I once took, but movement still matters. Walk in a way that suits your body and breathing. Sometimes a short stroll brings a fresh idea, a better mood, or simply the pleasure of saying, “I did it.” Every adventure begins with one step—even if it is only to the mailbox and back. And once you are moving, perhaps you can clear one small obstacle from the trail ahead.
               
CLEAR ONE PART OF THE TRAIL ✅
Answer an email, clear a small space, or make the call you have been postponing. Do not worry about clearing the entire wilderness at once. Choose one manageable obstacle and begin. It is like juggling: start with one ball, establish the rhythm, and then add another. Of course, every juggler, hiker, and human being needs enough fuel to keep going.
                   
NOURISH YOURSELF 🍽️
Choose fruit, vegetables, oatmeal, nuts, water, or another nourishing food you enjoy. Eating well does not need to be a grand production. One nourishing decision can set your day on a healthier path. Every explorer needs fuel—even if today’s expedition is only from the bedroom to the dining room. But nourishment is not only something we put into our bodies. Sometimes the best nourishment is something we give to another person.
                   
LEAVE KINDNESS ON THE TRAIL 💖
Hold a door, offer a sincere compliment, or help someone who needs a hand. After my accidents, people helped me through wildernesses I could not have crossed alone. Their kindness changed my life. Yours can change someone else’s. And when nobody else is around to encourage you, there is one person whose voice you will always have with you: your own.
             
BECOME YOUR OWN GUIDE 💬
After thirty-seven days in a coma, I had to relearn how to walk and speak. There was no map through that wilderness. Often, the most useful words were simply, “Keep going.” When you face a setback, speak to yourself as you would to someone you love. You may not see the entire trail, but you can always take the next step. Over the years, I have discovered that a few simple trail markers can help keep us moving in the right direction.
         
THREE TRAIL MARKERS FOR LIFE 🥰
1) Move regularly. Walk, stretch, dance, or garden.
You do not need to conquer a mountain today.
Climb the small hill in front of you.
2) Eat nourishing foods.
Add a colorful fruit or vegetable, drink water,
and notice which foods help you feel well.
3) Make room for rest. Even the wilderness rests.
Night falls, flowers close, and the forest becomes quiet.
Even jugglers must put down the clubs—and explorers must occasionally make camp.
                 
EVER FORWARD ⏩
None of these actions seems enormous on its own.
That is exactly the point.
My own life was rebuilt through small actions repeated again and again.

THE ROAD AHEAD 🛣️
Rebuilding my Life after a coma taught me that small actions add up.
One step becomes a trail.
One word becomes a conversation.
One expression can become a book.
One practice becomes a skill.
One decision changes your direction.
I know this because I have lived it.
             
RELEARNING 🤔
That is how I learned to walk again, returned to juggling, built businesses, wrote books, and created a new life after circumstances repeatedly tried to knock me down. I have crossed more personal wildernesses than I can count, yet I am still looking ahead. There are more ideas to explore, more people to inspire, and more adventures waiting beyond the next bend. And now I want to turn the question around and hand it to you.
             
WHERE IS YOUR WILDERNESS? 🃏
Your wilderness may be a mountain,
an ocean, a forest, a neighborhood park.
And it can be a quiet place within your mind.
It may also be a difficult chapter with no clear trail.
               
Find your wilderness.
Let it quiet the noise.
Let it awaken your courage.
Let it remind you how much life is still waiting for you.
You do not need to see the entire road ahead.
             
I certainly never did.
Just take one more brave step forward.
Then another.
And another.
Who knows what wonderful possibilities may be waiting for you just around the next bend? 🌲🚐❤️                     
               
PART 4) 🔥 THE MAGIC OF QUOTES ✨
Inspirational quotes are mental spark plugs. 💥 They wake up the mind, shrink problems down to size, and give your spirit a running start. One powerful sentence can turn “I can’t” into “Why not?”—a small flashlight guiding you through a dark hallway. 🔦
           
But the real magic comes through repetition. The more you repeat a truth, the more deeply you believe it—and the more your life begins to reflect it. A quote hanging on the wall is decoration. A quote put into action becomes transformation.

THIS FOREST IS IN JAPAN, CAN YOU TELL? 
             
Simple truth:
A quote on a page is nice… 
A quote you live by? 
Now that’s power. ✨
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1) “Go out in the woods, go out.
If you don’t go out in the woods,
nothing will ever happen,
and your life will never begin.”
—Clarissa Pinkola Estés
         
2) “I have traveled many roads worldwide,
but the wilderness always leads me home.”
—Kit Summers
         
3) “My aggression toward myself is the first war.
Wilderness is an antidote to the war within ourselves.”
—Terry Tempest Williams
           
4) “Everything in nature invites us constantly
to be what we are. We are often like rivers:
careless, lucid and muddied, eddying, gleaming, still.”
—Gretel Ehrlich
           
5) “Go out in the woods, go out.
If you don’t go out in the woods,
nothing will ever happen,
and your life will never begin.”
—Clarissa Pinkola Estés
           
6) “Everything in nature invites us
constantly to be what we are.
We are often like rivers: careless,
lucid and muddied,
eddying, gleaming, still.”
—Gretel Ehrlich
         
6) “May your trails be lonesome,
crooked, dangerous, leading to the
most amazing view.”
—Ed Abbey
         
7) “You may leave footprints in the wilderness.
But the wilderness leaves something greater in you.”
Kit Summers
           
8) “In every walk with nature one
receives far more than he seeks.”
—John Muir
             
9) “No one can make you feel
inferior without your consent.”
—Eleanor Roosevelt
           
10)”The clearest way into the
Universe is through a forest wilderness.”
—John Muir
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PART 5—YOUR CHALLENGE FOR THE WEEK >>>>>
Yes, the wilderness is calling you. How will you answer?
Make time this week to meet the wilderness somewhere. Stand beside the ocean and listen to the waves. Walk among the trees in the mountains. Or visit a local park, find a quiet spot in the shade, and listen to the birds. You do not have to travel far to feel the world open up around you.
           
Stay a while. Notice the breeze, the changing light, the sounds you usually hurry past. Let your thoughts settle and give yourself permission to simply be there. The wilderness will still be calling when you return—but this week, why not answer? 

That is your challenge for the week.
That is the challenge for YOUR LIFE! 

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WOODSIDEMOTION!
Thank you to Christopher and everyone at Woodside Motion for helping
me explore the possibility of bringing my extraordinary life story to the screen.

Always remember Christopher Jones—the man who can help introduce you and your story to the world. Christopher, thank you for believing in me and recognizing the potential of my journey. I am deeply grateful to you and everyone at Woodside Motion for helping to share my story with the world and for bringing the movie about my extraordinary life to life. Together, we can inspire countless people to overcome adversity,
discover their strength, and create a better future. 
Website: https://woodsidemotion.com/
Email:   christopher@woodsidemotion.com
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CINDY MARVELL
At this point, I must recognize the marvellous Cindy Marvell.
This amazing woman founded and runs https://bouldercircuscenter.net/
where she helps others dream big and take flight.
She is also an extraordinary performer in her own right—take a look >>
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dNbKaLV4I9Q 

Here is Cindy in the
Wilderness Shaking hands >>
Throughout this movie project, Cindy offered her encouragement and help in countless ways. Having someone believe in your story makes the journey even more meaningful. For one thing, she is the only woman to ever win the International Juggling Competition.
         
Thank you, Cindy, for your remarkable talent, generous heart, and unwavering support—both personally and financially. I am deeply grateful to have you beside me, helping keep this dream in the air. Every great dream needs someone who believes in it, and I feel incredibly fortunate to have you juggling this one alongside me! 🤹‍♂️💛
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PART 6) NEXT WEEK>>>>>BLOG  397–WHAT IS “NORMAL”

🌟 PART 7) FINAL THOUGHTS 🌟
Because the best is always still ahead.
So juggle joy like it’s the air you breathe.
The horizon holds more than you can yet imagine.
YOU CAN DO THIS IN ALL AREAS. YOU CAN BE MORE—YOU ARE MORE!
Your present moment is not the finish line—it’s your starting block.
Chase sunsets as if they’re secret treasures waiting just for you.
Laugh so loudly that tomorrow leans in to listen.
Write me today—kitsummers@gmail.com
Live as though you’ve only just begun—
🌟BECAUSE YOU TRULY HAVE! 🌟

-*✨KITTING AROUND✨
BLOG 395–Do You Make Your Bed?

THIS BLOG IS SHORTER AND HAPPIER!
Read every word; there have been changes.
Always Keep Getting Better than Yesterday!
Read This Entire Blog; It’s Good for Your Brain.
The full blog is here — https://kitsummers.com/blog/
This Blog is Best Read on a laptop rather than Your Phone.
By KIT SUMMERS—World-Class Juggler to World-Class Comeback
Learn More About Me >> https://youtu.be/eQBnUJgTXts?si=1Qik7VdzscvHsfpS 

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ONCE UPON A LIFE…
I made gravity nervous—Seven clubs soaring through the air.
A world record.  Because physics loves a good insult. 😄
         
Then came the truck.  The coma.
Thirty-seven silent days offstage.
But I returned—Balancing healing,
tossing hope sky-high, and
juggling purpose, grit, and joy. 🤹‍♂️
         
Now, I lift people.
That is bigger than applause.
Writing is how I breathe.
If these words help you breathe a little easier, too—
That is magic catching air. 🎉
           
What comes next on Kit’s journey?
Back to juggling?  Back to the stage?  Back to life?
Stay with me and find out. 
Life can get better.   Life will get better! ✨ 

My new address is:>>
The Legacy at Highwoods Preserve
18600 Highwoods Preserve Pkwy, #217, Tampa, FL  33647
(A love letter would be dandy.)   kitsummers@gmail.com
kitsummers.com     https://www.legacypreservetampa.com/
Call me >> 610-400-3233

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NONE OF US WILL LIVE FOREVER—SO MAKE YOUR PLANS NOW!
EVERY DAY IS A NEW DAY—A CHANCE TO BEGIN A NEW LIFE.
DON’T LIVE IN THE PAST OR WAIT FOR THE FUTURE.
NOW IS THE ONLY MOMENT YOU HOLD!
MAKE THE MOST OF THIS MOMENT.
I FEEL THIS IS MY BEST BLOG YET! 

A quick directory >>
Part 1—The Beginnings — Obvious.
Part 2—Things that Happened This Week. 
Part 3—THE BLOG.
Part 4—Inspirational Quotes.
Part 5—Your Challenge.  
Part 6—Blog for Next Week.
Part 7—Final Thoughts — Obvious.

ALWAYS REMEMBER >>
When your life nears its end, what will you want to remember? 
The dreams you chased?  The people you loved? And adventure over the couch?
The moments you chose courage over comfort?                                                                                                            Where I live at Leg
I’m still planning to live beyond age 100; will you join me?
          
You spend nearly one-third of your life asleep, so why not make your bed—and that time—as peaceful and pleasant as possible? Making your bed takes only a minute or two, yet it transforms a rumpled mess into a welcoming place to rest. 
IS SLEEP A WASTE OF TIME?
I sometimes think there must be better things I could be doing than sleeping. After all, life is filled with ideas to explore, words to write, people to help, and adventures waiting just beyond the pillow. Sleep can feel like an inconvenient interruption—several perfectly good hours I could be using to accomplish something!

Still, we humans need our shut-eye. Sleep allows our bodies to recover, our minds to organize the day’s experiences, and our energy to return. Although it may not always feel productive, sleep quietly prepares us for tomorrow and whatever life tosses our way next—whether it is an opportunity, a challenge, or the occasional flying banana.
               
A neatly made bed brightens the entire room, gives you a small victory to begin the morning, and welcomes you home with comfort at night. If you are going to spend nearly one-third of your life there, you might as well make it peaceful, inviting, and beautiful!
        MY MOM
My mom truly appreciated pillows. After making her bed each morning, she carefully arranged an impressive collection at the head of the bed. Every pillow had its proper place, and I suspect she would have noticed immediately if one slipped out of formation.
FOR MYSELF, ONE PILLOW IS ENOUGH.
I never took pillows as seriously as my mom did. One has always been enough for me—I want to sleep in the bed, not climb a decorative mountain! But those pillows made her room feel complete, comfortable, and cared for. They were one of her small daily pleasures.

For seven wonderful years, I lived and traveled in my van. I designed and built the interior myself, turning every section into a practical and comfortable living space. Everything had its place, including my bed, storage areas, and the little conveniences that made the van feel like home.

YES, I EVEN INCLUDED A COMFORTABLE
PLACE TO SLEEP PEACEFULLY EVERY NIGHT.

My van was more than a vehicle; it was my tiny home on wheels. Wherever I parked, I had everything I needed—and the scenery outside my door was always changing. One morning, I might awaken beside a forest; the next, near a mountain, desert, or ocean. My home was small, but my backyard was America.
           
During my travels, I occasionally saw bedrooms so cluttered that it was difficult to step inside. Many people live that way for years without realizing how much calmer an orderly room could make them feel. If that sounds like you, do not worry—today is a wonderful day to begin.
         
We often overestimate what we can accomplish quickly and underestimate the power of steady effort. A remarkable life is rarely created in one enormous leap. It is built through small, determined steps—one brave choice, one hard-earned lesson, and one stubborn refusal to quit at a time.
MY BLOG
I have written this weekly blog for many years, sharing my struggles, successes, missteps, and occasional magnificent surprises. I hope my words do more than entertain you. I hope they help you think, grow, smile, and see your life through brighter eyes.
         
If even one sentence inspires you to make a positive change, face a challenge with greater courage, or appreciate the wonderful life already dancing around you, then every hour at the keyboard has been worthwhile.

• EVERY DAY >>

• Feel the sunshine.
• Enjoy a good meal.
• Speak more kindly.
• Care for your body.
• Learn something new.
• Laugh whenever possible.
• Improve one little thing today.
• Treasure a friendly conversation.
• Then improve another tomorrow. 
• Keep going, and those tiny steps may grow.
• Spend time with people who lift your spirits. 
• And become something absolutely phenomenal!
• Keep moving toward the person you want to become.
• Celebrate every bit of progress—even when it arrives wearing mismatched socks.

Small choices may seem insignificant in the moment, but never underestimate their power. When repeated with purpose, patience, and persistence, they become strong habits that quietly shape the direction of your life.
             
You do not have to transform everything overnight; simply make one positive choice today, then make it again tomorrow. Step by step, those tiny victories build momentum, strengthen your confidence, and create a brighter future—because every remarkable journey begins with one small decision to move forward.
             
Happiness is not having everything you want; it is appreciating what you already have. There will always be another goal to pursue and another mountain calling your name. Just do not become so focused on tomorrow’s summit that you miss today’s magnificent view.               
WORDS FOR YOU—or FOR ME?
I write these words for you—and for myself. We are all works in progress, and none of us has life completely figured out. That is perfectly all right. Life does not demand perfection; it asks us to stay involved, remain willing, and keep trying.
           
Do not merely collect inspiring words—put them to work! Inspiration becomes truly powerful only when it leads to action. Choose one meaningful thought, turn it into a positive step, and let that small victory guide you toward the next. You do not need to transform your entire life overnight. Lasting success is built one brave decision, one determined effort, and one purposeful day at a time.
                   
Keep learning. Keep growing. Keep believing in yourself—even when progress feels slow, or the road becomes difficult. Every step forward is evidence that you are becoming stronger, wiser, and more capable. Your extraordinary life will not create itself, so lift your head, trust your potential, and keep moving boldly toward the future you want. The next chapter is waiting—and you are holding the pen!
             
PART 1: THE BEGINNINGS
Keep smiling. Keep growing.
Keep believing in yourself.
YES—YOU’RE GETTING THERE!
               
Friday has arrived again, and earlier I sent this week’s blog into the world—a collection of my thoughts, struggles, experiences, and hopes traveling through cyberspace in search of someone who might need its message.
         
Can you believe the title is “How to Make a Bed”? I am not desperately grabbing for subjects! Most of us sleep in a bed every night, so learning how to make it comfortable matters. Use my ideas, adapt them, and create what works best for your body.

                     My bed at Legacy. 

At Legacy, I am comfortable on a single bed. As you see, my bed is made and turned down for the evening. This is very comfortable for me, and I often sleep until 4 a.m. I get little sleep, you see.

Making your bed also gives you an early victory. One worthwhile action often leads to another—getting dressed, exercising, writing, making an important call, or finally tackling something you have been avoiding.
           
When the day is over—whether it was magnificent or slipped on a banana peel—a clean, welcoming bed is waiting. Making your bed is not merely about straightening blankets; it is about beginning your day with purpose and ending it with comfort.
       
Here is how I make mine:
I stretch the fitted sheet snugly over the mattress, spread the top sheet evenly, and place the blanket on top. Then I fold the sheet neatly over the blanket, smooth away the wrinkles, and tuck everything securely beneath the mattress. Voilà—a comfortable bed ready for a good night’s sleep! Take a look: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/_uB8osphQBU
           
I also practice what I call “Making the Bed While I’m Still in It.” Before getting up, I straighten the covers with my arms and feet. Once I stand, most of the work is already done. A few final pulls, tucks, and pillow fluffs—and the bed is ready before I have fully started my day.
             
In the evening, I turn down one corner of the covers. When bedtime arrives, my welcoming bed is ready, and I can crawl right in—with a smile on my face.
           
Sometimes it feels as though nothing in my life changes. I wake in the same room, follow the same routines, and look out at the same courtyard. One Friday follows another, and the weeks seem to march past wearing identical uniforms.
             
Yet my life is continually changing. My health shifts, my thoughts evolve, new people enter my days, and fresh challenges land in my hands—apparently convinced that I need more juggling practice.

Chance and change are somewhat the same if you think about it. 

Growth does not have to be dramatic. It often happens quietly, one thought, one decision, and one determined step at a time. The scenery may look familiar, but I am not exactly the same person I was last week.
           
As long as I remain curious, keep writing, and continue searching for ways to make life better, I will keep growing. Somewhere beyond the next bend, another surprise may already be warming up backstage. Who imagined that an ordinary bed could teach us so much? Pulling up the covers, straightening the sheets, and fluffing the pillows can create order, build momentum, and begin the day with a victory. Apparently, even a rumpled blanket has something to teach us about success!        
             
PART 2) THINGS THAT HAPPENED THIS WEEK
Kit’s Daily Delight—Inspiration Served with a Smile!
Good morning! Or good afternoon… or good evening!
Whenever these words find you, consider them right on time.
           
That is one of the marvelous things about words: they never complain when you arrive late, never check the clock, and never expire. With readers scattered across time zones around the world, I have absolutely no idea what time it is where you are. But I do know this—it is always the perfect time for fresh inspiration, a hearty laugh, and one joyful step toward a better life.

Layering a bed can be comfortable. 

>>>>> SEPTEMBER 12
As usual, I was awake by 3:00 a.m., lying quietly as thoughts marched through my mind. Sleep had slipped away once again, so instead of fighting it, I began planning the day ahead. While much of the world was still dreaming, my mind was already wide awake and ready to begin.

Breakfast was the same old, same old—nothing fancy or surprising, just my familiar morning meal arriving right on schedule. It may not have been a grand culinary adventure, but it filled my stomach, fueled my body, and helped me begin another promising day. Sometimes, even an ordinary breakfast deserves a little appreciation. Dependable food is still something worth celebrating.
               
I did not write very much today. Instead, I stayed in my room for most of the day and watched YouTube videos. Part of me feels guilty about not accomplishing more, but not every day needs to be overflowing with productivity. Sometimes, we simply need to slow down, relax, and let the hours unfold. That is Life—and tomorrow always offers another blank page. 
               
They also provide a nice television, which I appreciate. Still, I often find YouTube far more satisfying because I can choose exactly what interests me rather than letting a television station plan my evening. I enjoy watching Friends, The Big Bang Theory, and the evening news—but only in moderation. After all, television is more enjoyable when I remain in charge of the remote!
             
I have also decided to grow my facial hair again. Without a beard and mustache, I must shave twice a day to keep myself looking sharp. With them, life becomes much easier: I only need to pull out the clippers once every couple of weeks. Less shaving, more free time—and perhaps a little extra wisdom growing on my face!
           
>>>>> SEPTEMBER 13
This morning at 4:00 a.m., I simply lay there thinking. I do quite a lot of that. My mind wandered through my past, considered the possibilities of my future, and explored what I could do today to create a better life. You can do the same.
             
You cannot change where you have been, but you can learn from it. I do not know exactly what tomorrow will bring, but I can prepare for it. Somewhere between yesterday’s lessons and tomorrow’s possibilities is today—and that is where we still have the power to make meaningful changes.
             
Today is Sunday, and as usual, most of next week’s blog is already written. Over the coming days, I will carefully review every paragraph, smooth the rough edges, sharpen each idea, and make sure every word earns its place on the page.           The juggling corner in my room

Of course, I still have to write about the daily events because they have not happened yet! Even an early-bird writer like me cannot report tomorrow’s adventures before life delivers them. But I will be ready, fingers on the keyboard, to capture whatever surprises the week decides to juggle my way.
           
ANT OR UNCLE?
I must admit that I miss my little friends—the ants. For several days, they marched into my room as though they owned the place and had invited the entire colony over for lunch. Now they are exploring other grounds, searching for their next great adventure.
           
The tape I placed across their path seems to have done the job. Their tiny parade has ended, and my room is peaceful once again—not that they were making much noise! I am glad they are gone, but strangely enough, I miss watching those determined little travelers. Farewell, my six-legged friends. May you find plenty of crumbs somewhere far away from my window!
           
PANCAKE DAY
Today was Grandparents’ Day, and the morning began with a delicious breakfast of pancakes and bacon. The warm, fluffy flapjacks tasted wonderful and made for a delightful start to the day. Unfortunately, the bacon was too crisp and tough for me to eat without my lower teeth—but those pancakes certainly saved the celebration!
           
MY DAUGHTERS
I am hoping my daughters will call me today. Hearing their voices always brightens my day and reminds me how fortunate I am to have them in my life. Even a short conversation can bring a great deal of happiness and make the distance between us feel a little smaller.
             
My youngest daughter, April, now has a beautiful little girl of her own—which means I have proudly stepped into one of life’s greatest roles: Grandpa! Knowing that our family continues through this precious new generation fills my heart with love, gratitude, and hope for all the wonderful memories still waiting to be made.

        Jasmine and April 
         
I have not heard from my daughters in quite a while, and I miss them deeply. Hearing their voices would mean more to me than they may realize. Even a short phone call—just a few minutes to learn how they are doing, share a little laughter, and catch up on one another’s lives—would brighten my entire day and remind me how precious our family connection truly is.
         
LUNCH
At noon, I headed to the dining room for lunch, and once again, the meal was delicious. The potatoes were cut into perfect bite-sized pieces and covered in a rich, flavorful sauce that made every mouthful enjoyable.
           
Once again, the kitchen staff did much more than simply prepare and serve a meal. They added an extra helping of care, creativity, and pride to every plate. Their thoughtful effort certainly did not go unnoticed or unappreciated.
       
A delicious meal can brighten an ordinary afternoon, and this one certainly did. I left the table feeling satisfied, grateful, and impressed. My stomach was happy, my taste buds were celebrating, and I walked away with a smile!
             
>>>>> SEPTEMBER 14
I am actually hungry this morning, which is a welcome surprise. My appetite does not always speak up, so when it finally makes itself heard, I am more than happy to listen. Perhaps my body is simply reminding me that it needs a little fuel—and, for once, it did not have to send a written invitation!
           
I will gladly follow its instructions and head downstairs for something delicious. A good breakfast may be just what I need to begin the day with fresh energy, a brighter mood, and a satisfied stomach. Breakfast, here I come!
MY BOOKS
There are also a couple of publishing companies interested in my books, which is both exciting and encouraging. Still, I will move forward thoughtfully—asking plenty of questions, examining every detail, and making certain I choose the right company to help bring my words and ideas to a wider audience. This is an important step, and I intend to take it with both enthusiasm and care.
           
I have invested years of thought, work, and heart into these books. I want to find a trustworthy company that understands my vision and can help carry my message into the world. Exciting possibilities may be ahead, but I am keeping both feet firmly on the ground while reaching for them. 
           
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!
More thunderstorms are rumbling through the area. I cannot remember ever living anywhere with so many tremendous booms. The Florida sky certainly knows how to make an entrance—one moment everything is calm, and the next it sounds as though an enormous bowling tournament is taking place in the clouds!
             
The thunder shakes the air, rattles the windows, and makes sure everyone knows another storm has arrived. Florida may be famous for sunshine, but lately, thunder has been stealing the show. BOOM, BOOM, BOOM! Mother Nature certainly has a flair for drama—and apparently, she never learned to use her indoor voice.

>>>>> SEPTEMBER 15
TATIANA
I went to breakfast this morning, but Tatiana—the woman I have written about before—was not there. When I asked about her, I was told that she is now in the hospital. I did not hear any further details.
Tatiana mainly speaks Russian, so having a conversation with her can be difficult. Even so, I miss seeing her. Most of the residents here are older, which means the people at Legacy must regularly face illness, loss, and death. That cannot be easy.
             
SUE
Whenever I hear about death, my thoughts return to Sue. She was a very special friend who lived in New York City, and I would visit her on my days off from performing at Bally’s in Atlantic City. Around the time of my accident, Sue and I shared a wonderful romance—one that brought tremendous happiness into my life.
             
Sue eventually married and raised two wonderful boys, creating a beautiful and meaningful life of her own. Yet she always held a special place in my heart, and the memories we created together remain precious to me.
         
When Sue died of cancer, I felt a profound sadness that has never completely faded. I still miss her more than words can express, yet I remain deeply grateful that she was once such an important and beautiful part of my life.
               
Death is a strange and difficult mystery—one we may never fully understand. Although I have come close to it more than once, I still find it difficult to imagine death ever coming for me. Somehow, I continue to see life stretching endlessly ahead—and I intend to fill as much of it as possible with purpose, love, and adventure.
100 years of age, here I come!
           
A NEW PLACE FOR ME?
I just returned from touring a recently vacated apartment here at Legacy. It is smaller than my current place, but it seems perfect for me—comfortable, practical, and easier to manage. The lower cost would also benefit Selective Insurance, which is generously covering my stay here. Thank you, Greg!
         
I can move into the apartment as soon as Monday. Nothing is certain yet, but a new room and a fresh beginning may be waiting just around the corner. Change can be exciting, especially when it feels like the right move. I will keep you posted!
             
DOCTOR
I had a doctor’s appointment today because I noticed a lump on my right elbow. It is not painful, but its sudden appearance naturally concerned me. The doctor explained that it appears to be a buildup of fluid caused by excessive pressure on the elbow.
           
Dr. Nektarios Demetriou—how’s that for a name?—said he could drain the fluid from my elbow, but there is a good chance the swelling would eventually return. Since I am not eager to go through a procedure that may offer only temporary relief, I have decided to wait. He said the swelling might gradually go down on its own, so for now, I will give my elbow some time and see what happens.
           
That explanation makes sense. I often sit at my computer reading, resting my head in my right hand and placing much of my weight directly on that elbow. Apparently, even an elbow will eventually say, “Enough leaning on me!” I will have to change that habit and give it some time to recover.
             
DENTIST
I also had a dental appointment scheduled, but I was told that the dentist’s office was too far away and transportation would not take me there. That was very disappointing. Dental care is important, especially because I am still adjusting to life with my lower denture and continue to have trouble chewing certain foods.
       
Now I will have to find another solution—perhaps a dentist closer to Legacy or another reliable way to reach the original office. I may be disappointed, but I won’t give up. A little distance should not stand between anyone and the care they need. When one road does not work, it is time to search for another!
           
>>>>>SEPTEMBER 16
The sun is never awake when I get up. Apparently, I am not merely an early bird—I am the bird responsible for waking the sun! Quack! Wait…is that even the right kind of bird? Perhaps not, but at that hour, no one should be expected to remember whether early birds chirp, crow, hoot, or quack. Besides, I am sure plenty of ducks wake up early. I am awake, I have my tea, and that is close enough!
               
When daylight finally arrived, the clouds arrived with it—again! I seem to wake up to an impressive collection of dreary skies. Come on, Florida! You are the Sunshine State, not the “Maybe the Sun Will Show Up Later” State. Let’s have some blue sky, a splash of sunshine, and perhaps a little warmth while you are at it!
       
Unfortunately, the gloomy weather sometimes matches the mood here at Legacy. There is not much for me to look forward to, and the meals are often the highlight of my day—fortunately, they are usually quite good! At 2:30 this afternoon, there is a pasta-making class. I have made many different kinds of pasta over the years, but perhaps I will attend anyway. You never know—there may still be a new noodle trick waiting for me!

Too Many Pillows—as my mom had.

Activities like that help fill the hours, but they do not change how I feel about my future. Many of the older residents here will remain for the rest of their lives. I know this is not where my own story will end, although I am still uncertain about where the next chapter will take me. One thing is certain: more adventures are waiting, and I intend to find them.
               
Until that next adventure arrives, I continue noticing the small details of daily life here—including the tremendous amount of unnecessary waste. At lunch, I ordered half a ham-and-cheese sandwich with a little mayonnaise and some diced onion. Instead, I received enough extras for several people. Generosity is kind, but giving someone far more than they can use is not generosity—it is waste, and waste helps no one.             
           
2:30—The schedule promised a pasta-making demonstration, so I expected to see flour, eggs, and fresh dough—pasta made from scratch, as I have done many times. Instead, they cooked store-bought noodles and mixed them with a homemade sauce. After about fifteen minutes, I quietly slipped away. It was less a pasta-making class and more a gathering of people watching noodles take a bath.
         
>>>>>SEPTEMBER 17
Most of my blog is written, but I’ll have to wait until tomorrow to send it to you. I’ve reviewed everything once again, and I believe it all says exactly what I want—or should I say, it is written exactly right! Is it time for you to return to your own writing? You have lived a remarkable life, and you have so much worth sharing. Your stories are waiting—let them out!
           
The skies are clear, but my heart feels heavy. I want so badly to juggle and run—two activities that bring me joy and make me feel alive. Yet I know that when I begin, my asthma will flare, and I will struggle to breathe. Seeing a beautiful day outside while my body refuses to cooperate is deeply frustrating. Still, I refuse to surrender. I will keep working with my doctor, searching for answers, and believing that clearer breathing—and brighter days—are ahead.
         
At lunch today, I sat with Luke, who recently turned 97. He said he can feel his body beginning to shut down, yet he remains in remarkably good spirits. His words made me think about the day I reach 97—another milestone on my journey toward 100. I would hate to feel my body shutting down, but I suppose none of us can ignore such changes. What we can choose, however, is the spirit with which we face them—and Luke is setting a powerful example.

>>>>>SEPTEMBER 18

Perhaps the hardest part of writing is knowing when to stop. At some point, you must put down the polishing cloth, trust your words, and let them travel into the world. The blog is ready—and so am I. Now I simply have to leave it alone until this evening, when I can finally press SEND and let it fly!                     =============

Part 3—BLOG 394—Do You Make Your Bed?
Be Different—Find Your Own Way.
         
Making your bed may seem unimportant. After all, you will climb back into it tonight, and no marching band will applaud your perfectly fluffed pillows. Still, it gives you one small victory before the day has cleared its throat.
             
BUT IT IS NOT REALLY ABOUT THE BED
         
Before breakfast, emails, appointments, or problems come knocking, you have already accomplished something.
           
CONGRATULATIONS—YOU ARE UNDEFEATED FOR THE DAY!
             
Small victories build confidence and momentum. One positive action leads to another: exercising, writing, making an important call, or beginning something you have postponed.
           
BUILDING YOUR OWN BED
           
In every home I have lived in, I built my own bed frame. A simple platform bed can be sturdy, affordable, and raised to create valuable storage space underneath. You do not need to begin as an expert. You need curiosity, a few tools, and enough courage to make the first cut or tighten the first screw.
     
Build it with 2x3s. Measure carefully, make the frame slightly larger than the mattress, and add sturdy center supports, legs, and slats. Sand every edge and tighten each connection. The higher you build it, the more storage you gain. Contact me if you need help—I’d be glad to guide you!
           
Before sleeping in your new bed, give it a firm shake.
Your bed should support your dreams—not perform a midnight juggling act! 🤹‍♂️
             
BUILD SOMETHING BIGGER
           
Soon, wobbling becomes stability.
Uncertainty becomes knowledge.
A pile of lumber becomes a bed.
And “Can I do this?” becomes “Look what I built!”
           
Success rarely arrives with trumpets and fireworks. It grows quietly from small, positive choices repeated each day.
         
When evening arrives—whether your day was magnificent or slipped on a banana peel—a clean, welcoming bed will be waiting. It is a thoughtful gift from your morning self. Near sleepy time, turn down the sheet and blanket a little to create a nice place to settle into.
             
Smooth the sheets. Pull up the covers. Fluff the pillows.
Make the bed. Build the momentum. Create the life.
Your next success is waiting!

No one has ever fallen out of one of my beds !!

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LIFE IS WAITING FOR YOU. STEP INTO THE SPOTLIGHT.
RAISE THE CURTAIN. TAKE A BREATH. AND START YOUR ACT. 🎪🔥
DO NOT WAIT FOR MONDAY. TAKE ONE SMALL STEP TODAY.
YOUR BETTER LIFE BEGINS NOW — ADD TO THE WORLD IN A GREAT WAY.
DO SOMETHING WONDERFUL!
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YOU ARE IMPORTANT — TAKE GOOD CARE OF YOURSELF.
WILL YOU BE THE FIRST TO REACH 200 YEARS OF AGE?
LIFE IS WAITING FOR YOU — CATCH UP!
LIVE FOR NOW! NOT YESTERDAY! NOT TOMORROW! NOW IS THE TIME!
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PART 4) 🔥 THE MAGIC OF QUOTES ✨
Inspirational quotes are mental spark plugs. 💥 They wake up the mind, shrink problems down to size, and give your spirit a running start. One powerful sentence can turn “I can’t” into “Why not?”—a small flashlight guiding you through a dark hallway. 🔦
           
But the real magic comes through repetition. The more you repeat a truth, the more deeply you believe it—and the more your life begins to reflect it. A quote hanging on the wall is decoration. A quote put into action becomes transformation.
             
Simple truth:
A quote on a page is nice…
A quote you live by?
Now that’s power. ✨
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1) “A straightened bed helps to
give you an organized life.”
—Kit Summers
         
2) “A well-spent day brings happy sleep.”
– Leonardo da Vinci
       
3) “The nicest thing for me is sleep.
Then at least I can dream.” – Marilyn Monroe
       
4) “Making your bed is a small victory
that prepares you for bigger ones.”
— Kit Summers
         
5) “Make your bed in the morning,
and happiness will welcome you home.”
— Kit Summers
       
6) “May sleep envelop you as a bed sheet
floating gently down, tickling your skin and
removing every worry.” – Jeb Dickerson
         
7) “Success sometimes begins
by pulling up the blankets.”
— Kit Summers
       
8) “A made bed is a gift from your morning
self to your tired evening self.”
— Kit Summers
     
9) “Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy,
wealthy, and wise.” – Benjamin Franklin
       
10) “You may not control everything that happens today,
but you can straighten the sheets!”
— Kit Summers
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PART 5—YOUR CHALLENGE FOR THE WEEK >>>>>
Every morning this week, make your bed.
Do it as soon as you get up; don’t put it off.
Make it a habit, and you will be joyful that you did.
That is your challenge for the week.
That is the challenge for YOUR LIFE!
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WOODSIDEMOTION!
Always remember Christopher Jones—the man who can help introduce you and your story to the world.
Christopher, thank you for believing in me and recognizing the potential of my journey. I am deeply grateful to you and everyone at Woodside Motion for helping share my story with the world and for bringing the movie about my extraordinary life to life. Together, we can inspire countless people to overcome adversity, discover their strength, and create a better future.
Website: https://woodsidemotion.com/
Email: christopher@woodsidemotion.com
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CINDY MARVELL
At this point, I must recognize the marvelous Cindy Marvell. This amazing woman founded and runs the Boulder Circus Center, where she helps others dream big and take flight. She is also an extraordinary performer in her own right —CINDY—take a look.

Cindy has stood beside me throughout this movie project, offering her encouragement and helping in countless ways. Having someone believe in your story makes the journey even more meaningful. For one thing, she is the only woman to ever win the International Juggling Competition. https://www.juggle.org/

Thank you, Cindy, for your talent, kindness, and unwavering support, both personally and financially. I am deeply grateful to have you juggling this dream alongside me!
This amazing woman started and runs BCC https://bouldercircuscenter.net/ and is a fantastic performer herself. As in: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dNbKaLV4I9Q
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PART 6) NEXT WEEK>>>>>BLOG 396–Step outside
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🌟 PART 7) FINAL THOUGHTS 🌟
Because the best is always still ahead.
So juggle joy like it’s the air you breathe.
The horizon holds more than you can yet imagine.
YOU CAN DO THIS IN ALL AREAS. YOU CAN BE MORE—YOU ARE MORE!
Your present moment is not the finish line—it’s your starting block.
Chase sunsets as if they’re secret treasures waiting just for you.
Laugh so loudly that tomorrow leans in to listen.
Write me today—kitsummers@gmail.com
Live as though you’ve only just begun—
🌟BECAUSE YOU TRULY HAVE! 🌟

✨KITTING AROUND✨
BLOG 394–More Ideas for Your Better Life

Read every word; there have been changes.
Always Keep Getting Better than Yesterday!
Read This Entire Blog; It’s Good for Your Brain.
The full blog is here —https://kitsummers.com/blog/
This Blog is Best Read on a laptop rather than Your Phone.
By KIT SUMMERS—World-Class Juggler to World-Class Comeback
Learn More About Me >> https://youtu.be/eQBnUJgTXts?si=1Qik7VdzscvHsfpS 

Once upon a life, I made gravity nervous— Thirty-seven silent days offstage.
Seven of them. A world record— But throwing purpose, grit, and joy.
Because physics loves a good insult. Balancing healing.
Then came the truck—the coma. 😄 Tossing hope sky-high. 🤹‍♂️
     
Bigger than applause. What’s next on Kit’s journey?
Now I lift humans. Back to juggling? Back to life?
Writing is how I breathe. Stay with Kit and find out.
Do these words help you, too? Life can get better.
That’s magic catching air. 🎉 Life will get better! ✨

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My new address here is >>
The Legacy at Highwoods Preserve
18600 Highwoods Preserve Pkwy, #217, Tampa, FL  33647
(A love letter would be dandy.)   kitsummers@gmail.com
kitsummers.com     https://www.legacypreservetampa.com/

3 Snowballs Juggled—-Call me >> 610-400-3233       

NONE OF US WILL LIVE FOREVER—SO MAKE YOUR PLANS NOW!
EVERY DAY IS A NEW DAY—A CHANCE TO BEGIN A NEW LIFE.
DON’T LIVE IN THE PAST OR WAIT FOR THE FUTURE.
NOW IS THE ONLY MOMENT YOU HOLD!
MAKE THE MOST OF THIS MOMENT.
I FEEL THIS IS MY BEST BLOG YET! 

A quick directory >>
Part 1—The Beginnings — Obvious.
Part 2—Things that Happened This Week.
Part 3—THE BLOG.
Part 4—Inspirational Quotes.
Part 5—Your Challenge.  
Part 6—Blog for Next Week.
Part 7—Final Thoughts — Obvious.

ALWAYS REMEMBER >>
When your life nears its end — 
What will you want to remember?
The dreams you chased?
The people you loved?
And adventure over the couch?
The moments you chose courage over comfort?
I’m still planning to live beyond age 100; will you join me?

Lake Tahoe–I love it there.                 

We often overestimate what we can accomplish quickly and underestimate the mighty power of steady effort. A remarkable life is rarely created in one enormous leap. It is built through small, determined steps—one brave choice, one hard-earned lesson, and one stubborn refusal to quit at a time.
         
I have written this weekly blog for many years, sharing my struggles, successes, missteps, and occasional magnificent surprises. I hope my words do more than entertain you. I hope they help you think, grow, smile, and see your life through brighter eyes.
       
If even one sentence I’ve written inspires you to make a positive change, face a challenge with greater courage, or appreciate the wonderful life already dancing around you, then every hour at the keyboard has been worthwhile.
         
Improve one little thing today.
Then another tomorrow.
Keep going, and those tiny steps may grow
into something absolutely phenomenal!
         
Every Day >>            

• Speak more kindly.
• Care for your body.
• Learn something new.
• Laugh whenever possible.
• Spend time with people who lift your spirits.
• Keep moving toward the person you want to become.
• Feel the sunshine.
• Enjoy a good meal. 
• Treasure a friendly conversation. 
• Celebrate every bit of progress–
• Even when it arrives wearing mismatched socks. 

Small choices may seem insignificant, but repeated with purpose and persistence, they become powerful habits—and those habits can transform your future.
           
Happiness is not having everything you want; it is appreciating what you already have. There will always be another goal to pursue and another mountain calling your name. Just do not become so focused on tomorrow’s summit that you miss today’s magnificent view.
             
I write these words for you—and for myself. We are all works in progress, and none of us has life completely figured out. That is perfectly all right. Life does not demand perfection; it asks us to stay awake, involved, and willing to try again.
           
Do not merely collect inspiring words—put them to work! One meaningful thought followed by one positive action can become a stepping-stone toward a stronger, happier, and more extraordinary life. Keep learning. Keep growing. Keep believing in yourself—and keep stepping boldly toward the life you want to create.
             
PART 1: THE BEGINNINGS
Keep smiling. Keep growing. Keep believing in yourself.
YES—YOU’RE GETTING THERE!
         
It is now September, which brings the beginning of a new season and plenty of exciting things to look forward to.  As summer begins to fade and we welcome the first signs of fall, I hope this month brings cooler days, happy memories, and lots of opportunities to enjoy time with friends.
         

HERE IS LEGACY (MY HOME–I LOVE IT HERE)

At Legacy, they have an exciting month planned—activities, games, social gatherings, special events, and plenty of opportunities to laugh, mingle, and make new memories. Life is much more fun when we step into it, so join the festivities, reconnect with old friends, try something new, and explore the wonderful activities happening around you.
         
Legacy is a wonderful place for me to live. Three delicious meals are prepared and served each day, so I never have to worry about shopping, cooking, or washing a mountain of dishes. I also have my own private room—a comfortable space where I can write, think, relax, and enjoy some peaceful time alone.
               
There is always something happening here, too. Activities, entertainment, social gatherings, and special events take place nearly every day, giving everyone opportunities to have fun, meet people, and try something different. Although no place is perfect, Legacy provides me with comfort, security, companionship, and many of the things I need to live well. It is not merely where I stay—it is my home.
       
As for how involved I will become, I am not entirely sure. Still, here I am—with an open mind, a curious spirit, and a willingness to see where the adventure leads. And, of course, I will keep my juggling clubs nearby, just in case the party needs a little extra excitement, laughter, or a few objects flying through the air!
       
One way I am involving myself is by taking over the garden. I will grow vegetables and also flowers. We will be buying gardens for the courtyard here, and there is also a courtyard in the dementia unit. I want to bring beauty to this place.
       
One thing I have noticed is that most of the residents here are light-skinned, while many of the staff members are dark-skinned. I prefer those descriptions rather than labeling people as “Black” or “White” (I’m kind of reddish myself.) I have also noticed that there seem to be far more women than men living here, although I am not sure why. Of course, I don’t mind that at all.
                     
PART 2) THINGS THAT HAPPENED THIS WEEK
Kit’s Daily Delight—Inspiration Served with a Smile!
Good morning! Or good afternoon… or good evening!
Whenever these words find you, consider them right on time.
           
That is one of the marvelous things about words: they never complain when you arrive late, never check the clock, and never expire. With readers scattered across time zones around the world, I have absolutely no idea what time it is where you are. But I do know this—it is always the perfect time for fresh inspiration, a hearty laugh, and one joyful step toward a better life! >>>>>
           
>>>>>SEPTEMBER 5        
Breakfast was simple—just four grapes and a little watermelon. At this point, I am beginning to eat again, listening carefully to my body, and eating only what feels comfortable—nothing more. After a week without food, even the strongest comeback begins with one careful bite at a time. 
               
It bothers me that I want to step outside, send my juggling clubs flying, and begin running again—yet asthma keeps barging in like an uninvited referee, blowing the whistle before I have even warmed up. I always keep my rescue inhaler nearby, but I wish I did not need it. There was a time when breathing happened so naturally that I never gave it a thought. Inhale, exhale, onward!
           
When I lived in San Diego, I ran every day without giving a second thought to where my next breath would come from. What once felt effortless has now become a serious challenge, but I refuse to surrender. My breathing may slow me down, but it will never silence my determination to keep moving forward.
         
My body may be asking me to move more slowly and carefully, but the determined juggler and runner inside me are still very much alive. They are stretching, warming up, and waiting for another chance to run free and toss those clubs toward the sky.
           
Around noon, something rather wonderful happened: I was actually hungry! Lunch was a classic hamburger with all the fixings—a simple, satisfying feast to fuel the afternoon. Sunshine, fresh air, and a hamburger? That sounds like a respectable little celebration to me. Sometimes happiness arrives with lettuce, tomato, and a side of ketchup.
           
By 3:53, however, my energy had vanished. I felt overwhelmingly tired—more exhausted than I can remember feeling before. Could my medications be contributing to this fatigue? I currently receive six pills each morning and two more each evening, so I would like my doctor to review them carefully. I want to protect my health without sleeping through the life I am working so hard to reclaim.
       
Another resident prefers the table where I usually sit, so today I moved to a different one. Soon, Tatiana, who normally sits there, joined me. She is originally from Russia and has lived in this country for several years, but she speaks mostly in Russian and rarely attempts English. Since my Russian vocabulary is limited to absolutely nothing, conversation was something of a challenge.
             
So, we sat together quietly while I ate half a ham-and-cheese sandwich, which was all I wanted and plenty for me. It was not exactly a lively international summit, but we peacefully shared a table—and sometimes simply sitting beside another person is its own small form of connection.
             
Life does not always hand us easy conversations, effortless breathing, or boundless energy. Still, we show up, draw the next breath, enjoy the sandwich, and keep juggling whatever the day tosses our way—one challenge, one choice, and one hopeful moment at a time.
       
>>>>SEPTEMBER 6
Breakfast was the usual, but I nearly forgot about it entirely. I was so absorbed in writing, revising, and chasing ideas around the page that breakfast slipped right out of my mind. Apparently, my words were hungrier for attention than I was for food!
           
I did not take my medications last night or this morning because I suspected they might be causing my extreme tiredness. So far today, I have not experienced the same crushing fatigue, but one better day does not prove the medications were responsible—and skipping prescribed medication without guidance can carry risks.
           
I will speak with Toni, who oversees nursing here, as soon as possible so we can review every medication with my doctor and determine the safest path forward. She may be concerned that I stopped taking them on my own—and understandably so—but I hope we can find an answer that protects my health while helping me feel awake, energetic, and fully alive again. I want my spark back, but I want to retrieve it safely!
           
Since it was Sunday, I settled in to watch CBS Sunday Morning from beginning to end. I truly enjoy its delightful mixture of fascinating people, thoughtful stories, art, history, and gentle humor. It is a peaceful and inspiring way to begin the day—and somehow, that cheerful sun logo always makes Sunday morning feel a little sunnier.
           
Lunch was fried chicken. I requested only one piece, so naturally, they brought me the biggest piece in the building—possibly the grand champion of chickens. I also asked for exactly four French fries, which they delivered along with a cup of ketchup large enough to bathe them in.
               
I appreciate the generosity, but I hate seeing food go to waste, and there seems to be far too much of it here. Bigger is not always better; sometimes bigger is simply more than anyone needs. One sensible portion can satisfy a person perfectly well without turning lunchtime into a food-waste festival!
           
>>>>>SEPTEMBER 7
Early this morning, I surprised myself by lying comfortably in bed and drifting in and out of sleep until nearly 6:00 a.m.—a wonderfully late start for me! Of course, the moment I opened my eyes, my mind sprang into action, and I eagerly began working on this blog. Apparently, my creativity does not believe in a snooze button.
             
I want to thank my wonderful daughters, Jasmine and April, once again for helping me build a life that is meaningful, comfortable, and truly worth living.
           
Their love, support, and concern have carried me through difficult times and reminded me that I am never entirely alone. I may not say it often enough, but I deeply appreciate everything they have done—and continue to do—for me.
           
Having them in my life fills me with strength, renews my hope, and gives me another powerful reason to keep moving forward. Their love reminds me that even during life’s most difficult moments, I am never truly alone. Because of them, I face each new day with greater courage, a deeper sense of purpose, and a heart overflowing with gratitude.
           
Over the years, I have delivered my inspirational talk thousands of times, standing before audiences large and small and sharing the powerful lessons my life has taught me. Yet, after being away from the stage for a while, I admit that I feel nervous about presenting again.
         
Perhaps those butterflies are simply reminding me how much this opportunity means. I may feel a little rusty, but the stories, experience, and passion are still within me—and once I begin, those nervous butterflies may fall into formation and start juggling right along with me!
     
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The thunderstorms are back, rumbling across the sky and announcing their arrival with all the subtlety of a marching band crashing through the front door. The clouds have darkened, the rain is beginning to fall, and Mother Nature has apparently decided it is time to put on another spectacular show!
         
The rain is pouring down this morning, drumming against the windows and giving every thirsty plant a long, refreshing drink. The flowers, trees, and grass must be celebrating their unexpected breakfast while the clouds cheerfully keep refilling their cups!
         
It is already past 8:30, and I purposely skipped my own breakfast because I have been concerned about gaining weight. I am trying to make healthier, more thoughtful choices—not by starving myself, but by listening to my body, watching my portions, and creating a sensible balance I can maintain.
                 
Still, caring for my body is not about starving it. It is about choosing nutritious portions, eating mindfully, and developing healthy habits I can safely maintain. Like the plants outside, my body needs proper nourishment to remain strong.
             
Improvisation—I hope you find plenty of it sprinkled throughout my blog posts. I never know exactly where my writing will take us. One moment, we may be exploring a powerful life lesson; the next, we may be chasing an ant across my windowsill or wondering how breakfast managed to sneak past me unnoticed.
       
I want these stories to include plenty of humor, because life is far too peculiar to be taken seriously every minute. Yet I also want to share the dramatic moments—the setbacks, surprises, triumphs, and occasional emotional earthquakes. My goal is to make you laugh, think, feel, and perhaps wonder whether I am following a carefully constructed plan. Here is the truth: sometimes I am—and sometimes the plan has already packed its bags and left town!
           
The Labor Day Celebration.
The group was entertained today by “The Boomer Band”. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MO5dslOYodg
           
When I arrived, the seat I usually claim as my own was already occupied—once again—by the same gentleman. I sat across from him at the same table, but I must admit, it bothered me more than it probably should have.
           
Apparently, I had grown rather attached to that particular chair. It is funny how even the smallest change in a familiar routine can ruffle our feathers—or, in my case, completely rearrange the furniture in my mind!
           
Perhaps it is not really about the chair at all. Familiar routines bring comfort, and that particular seat has quietly become my little corner of the dining room. Apparently, even chairs can become treasured territory!

On the menu, Barbecue Chicken and/ Ribs. I had a little of each. Because I have no lower teeth, it is highly difficult to eat lunch today. It always reminds me of the stupid decision I made to have all my lower teeth extracted. I will have replacement/new teeth someday; I just don’t know when.

People liked the music, with songs like “Moondance” by Van Morrison. The sad thing is, apparently, I was the only person in the room physically able to get up and dance to the music. Did I leap to my feet and dazzle everyone with my magnificent moves?
           
Of course not. I remained firmly planted in my chair, allowing my inner dancing fool to perform the entire routine privately inside my head. Perhaps next time I will surprise everyone—including myself—and turn the room into my own personal dance floor!
               
Age: Van Morrison is 81 years old, born on August 31, 1945, in Belfast, Northern Ireland.
Like all of us, he is getting older. Here is Van and his smooth sound:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QOfPywYhmjE&list=RDQOfPywYhmjE&start_radio=1
           
4:31–BOOM BOOM BOOM–As Van makes his music, the sky wants to, too. The rain is coming down heavily. The rain is pouring down in great silver sheets, drumming a lively rhythm against the windows and soaking the thirsty earth. Outside, the plants seem to be smiling as they lift their leaves toward the sky, happily drinking in every refreshing drop. After so many dry days, nature appears to be throwing a grand and wonderfully soggy celebration. The plants are smiling.
           
>>>>>SEPTEMBER 8
It was surprisingly nice to wake up early and simply lie there for a while, quietly thinking. I did not rush to get out of bed or immediately begin chasing the day. Instead, I allowed my mind to wander through memories, ideas, dreams, and possibilities.
          A SMILE ON MY FACE
In the peaceful stillness of the morning, before the world had fully stretched awake, I enjoyed a rare and gentle pause—a little private meeting between me, myself, and whatever curious thoughts decided to wander in.
          LAUNDRY
My clean laundry had been delivered last night and was waiting neatly in the hamper on the floor. I must say, it is a wonderful service they provide for the residents. This goes here, that goes there, and before long, every shirt, sock, and wandering pair of underwear finds its proper home. Even laundry seems happier when life is organized!
              TEA-TIME
Then life gently turns into tea-time. Every morning, I fill one of my oversized mugs with warm green tea and settle in for a peaceful beginning. There is something comforting about wrapping my hands around that big mug, breathing in the gentle steam, and enjoying those first soothing sips.
         
It is a simple ritual, but it awakens my mind, calms my spirit, and prepares me for whatever adventures—or delightful mischief—the day may bring. Sometimes, starting the day well requires nothing more complicated than a grateful heart, a hopeful attitude, and one wonderfully large mug of tea.
              NIKOLETTA
Met with Nikoletta, who runs Legacy. We walked and talked about the gardens I will be building.  Vegetable and flower gardens, and making them beautiful (like Nicoletta). We walked over and through the hospital’s dementia-unit. I live in the old-person unit where I am. I continue to wonder where the juggling-unit might be.
          JUAN OF CITI OF BOOKS
Through the internet, Juan of Citi of Books in New Mexico found me, and we had a good discussion. Like many, he sees how my future books could really take off. That is my hope too, and with your help, we can make that happen.
                    CHRISTOPHER OF WOODSIDE MOTION
Juan told me he read some bad words about Woodside Motion. He told me to be careful, which I will. Then I looked up his City of Books in New Mexico and read some disturbing words. So, I will have to be very careful on whichever road I take.
       
>>>>>SEPTEMBER 9
Oh, no. I awoke with a lump in my elbow, and under the lump is pain. I will talk with the nurse here today about it. It’s just a strange growth that is new to me. I may need to see a doctor; I will let you know. It turned out that the nurse, Toni, knew nothing. I set up an appointment to see a doctor next week.
           
Breakfast was the same as usual—nothing particularly exciting or worthy of a parade—but it was still a pleasant way to begin the day. Sometimes the familiar things bring a quiet kind of comfort, even when they do not arrive with fireworks, fanfare, or a juggling waiter!
       
I thought today was Thursday, but now I have an extra day to spend. How?
           
They held a lively event called “New York, New York, Fashion Week”—their own version of Fashion Week. People gathered along both sides of the wide hallway, transforming it into a grand runway. Then employees, staff members, and even residents took turns strutting down the center, showing off their outfits and finest model poses.
       
The audience applauded enthusiastically for their favorites, filling the hallway with laughter, cheers, and plenty of fashionable fun. For a little while, Legacy became our own little slice of Manhattan—without the heavy traffic, impatient taxi drivers, or eye-watering price tags!
        
I felt a little foolish afterward. Why hadn’t I brought along some colorful juggling scarves? They would have floated through the air beautifully, brightened the room, and probably brought a few smiles and laughs. It would have been perfect!
               
Oh, well—there is no need to juggle regret. I missed this opportunity, but I have a better idea for the next one. Next time, the scarves are coming with me, and I will be ready to add a little color, movement, and joyful mischief to the occasion!
     
Yes, they even had the bar open, adding a little extra sparkle to the festivities. Naturally, that meant it was officially wine time for Kit! I picked up a glass, settled in, and raised a cheerful toast to the occasion. After all, every good celebration deserves a little laughter, a little fun, and perhaps a friendly sip of wine to help the evening dance along. Cheers to enjoying life—one delightful moment at a time!
       
I just watched a video about the growing number of restaurants closing locations or filing for Chapter 11 bankruptcy. Remember TGI Fridays? That familiar restaurant is gradually disappearing from communities across the country. Have you been cutting back, too?
Watch this >> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tRb5f1NLJkE
       
Hardee’s, Long John Silver’s, Smokey Bones, Salad and Go, and On the Border are also closing locations or facing financial difficulties. Restaurants that once seemed permanent are fading away—one familiar sign, one empty dining room, and one final order at a time. When’s the last time you ate out?
       
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Thunder is rattling the sky again tonight, while brilliant flashes of lightning keep turning the darkness into a wild outdoor light show. The storm sounds as though the clouds have formed their own marching band—and the drummer is feeling particularly enthusiastic!
           
We seem to be getting storms like this remarkably often, and it does not feel normal for this area. Perhaps the weather has decided that ordinary rain is far too boring. Whatever the reason, Mother Nature is certainly putting on another powerful performance tonight—and she apparently forgot to turn down the volume!
           
>>>>>SEPTEMBER 10
When my eyes opened this morning, I discovered a strange lump on the outside of my right elbow. It does not hurt, but it certainly does not belong there. I will have the nursing staff examine it and determine what might be causing it.
       
As I awoke this morning, I had a deep sense of loneliness. It has been years since romance filled my life, and I miss the tender moments that make two people feel truly connected—holding someone close, sharing a gentle kiss, and knowing there is always a loving hand to reach for.
         
I miss having someone special with whom to share the ordinary details of life: morning conversations, quiet evenings, spontaneous adventures, private jokes, and dreams for the future. Life can still be meaningful when lived alone, but many moments become warmer, brighter, and more beautiful when shared with someone you love.
       
Still, my heart has not given up. It remembers the joy of companionship and continues to believe that love may find me again. Perhaps another wonderful chapter is waiting just beyond the next page—and when it arrives, I will welcome it with an open heart and grateful arms. Do you, perhaps, have a lonely friend?
                 
Once again, am I writing too many words for my blog?
Right now, writing is about the only thing I have until death.
Yes, death is the easy way out, but who will be there first?

I’M STILL WAITING FOR YOU. 
     
>>>>>SEPTEMBER 11
I heard from my sister, Kath—whom we affectionately call Willow—yesterday. She has been experiencing severe headaches and is understandably concerned. She recently underwent several medical tests and sent me the results. Thankfully, everything appears to be all right, which brought me some welcome relief.
               
I have already been awake for several hours, and somehow the clock has marched all the way to 7:00 a.m. The world is beginning to stir, another day is unfolding, and life is moving forward—just as it always does.
            YEAH — RIGHT (OR WRITE)
It will continue with or without me, but I am deeply grateful to still be included in its grand adventure. As long as I am here, I intend to keep learning, loving, laughing, and adding a little something worthwhile to the day. Life has invited me to participate once again—and I gladly accept!
                 
It’s Friday, which means this blog is heading out into the world today—ready or not! I have been carefully combing through every paragraph, polishing the sentences, moving words around, and making sure each one earns its place.
        FRIDAY–AGAIN!
With every revision, the message seems to grow clearer, stronger, and more meaningful. Eventually, though, a writer must stop tinkering, release the words, and let them find their way to the people who need them.
     
Now comes the exciting—and slightly nerve-racking—part: awaiting your verdict. Is my writing connecting with you? Am I sharing ideas that make you think, smile, or look at life from a fresh perspective? I genuinely want to know.
    LET ME KNOW, PLEASE
Your comments help me become a better writer and remind me that these words are not simply floating through cyberspace wearing tiny invisible parachutes. Please tell me honestly: Is this material worth reading?
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PART 3—BLOG 393—More Ideas for Your Better Life
Be Different—Find Your Own Way.
       
50 ADVANCEMENT IDEAS
1) ### Tapping You on the Shoulder?
Life is waiting for you—not somewhere in the misty land of “someday,” but right here, right now, tapping its foot and wondering when you are coming out to play. Open the door, embrace the unexpected, and take one brave step forward. This is your Life—beautiful, surprising, and ready to be lived!
     
2) ### Make the Right Choice.
You have choices—wonderful, powerful, and occasionally peculiar choices. Every day, you decide how you will care for your body, nourish your mind, use your time, face your struggles, and share your unique gifts with the world. Some choices will be enormous, while others may seem delightfully small: taking a walk, calling a friend, offering kindness, resting when you need it, or choosing courage when fear begins making too much noise.
           
3) ### No Worries.
You will not always choose perfectly—nobody does. We are human beings, not highly polished decision-making robots! What matters is that you keep learning, adjusting, and moving forward. Choose what strengthens you, brings you alive, and helps you become the person you know you can be. Day by day and choice by choice, you are creating your Life—and what a magnificent creation it can become!
         
4) ### Choose Boldly!
Choose joyfully.
Choose intelligently.
And whenever possible, take the path with the most magnificent view—and bring a delicious snack for the journey. After all, every grand adventure deserves a little something tasty! This is the only life you have to live, so savor every moment, embrace every possibility, and live it fully!
           
5) ### Your Life.
Live a Life that awakens your curiosity, strengthens your spirit, and makes your heart eager to greet the morning. Follow the people, places, and possibilities that fill you with energy and remind you how wonderful it is to be alive. Life is not merely something to survive—it is an extraordinary adventure waiting to be explored.
         
6) ### Choices.
Choose a life that helps you come alive. Laugh loudly, love generously, dream courageously, and keep moving toward whatever sets your inner lights sparkling. The road may twist, climb, and occasionally lead through a few potholes, but keep going. There is still beauty ahead, joy around the next bend, and plenty of room in your backpack for hope—and that snack!
         
7) ### Eat Nourishing Food.
Move whenever you safely can, rest without guilt, and listen when your body asks for help. Your body is the only vehicle you have for this amazing journey. Give it good fuel, regular care, love, and an occasional tune-up. Even a magnificent machine needs maintenance—and sometimes a nap!
         
8) ### Learn From Yesterday and Prepare for Tomorrow.
Do not miss the only moment you can truly touch—this one. Today is not the waiting room for your life. Today is your life! Open the door, step boldly inside, and make yourself wonderfully at home. Now bring your life up to a higher level.
           
9) ### Learn to Juggle!
If you cannot juggle yet, now is the perfect time to learn! Juggling improves coordination, concentration, patience, and confidence while giving your brain and body a playful workout. It also teaches an important lesson: dropping the ball is not failure—it is simply part of learning. Pick it up, try again, and soon you may surprise yourself with what you can do! My friend, Niels, will show you how >>
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whgT2oAIGJc
         
10) ### Stay Connected! (Call Me!  610-400-3233)
Call someone. Share a laugh. Offer encouragement. Allow others to help you, too. Life becomes warmer, brighter, and infinitely more interesting when it is shared. We are not meant to perform the entire show alone—every great act needs a few friendly faces in the audience.
         
11) ### Keep creating!
Write, teach, juggle, speak, dream, paint, dance, build, sing, or begin something delightfully new. Purpose keeps your inner lights glowing—and every now and then, it turns them into fireworks! You do not have to create a masterpiece today. Create a sentence, a smile, a possibility, or a gloriously wobbly first attempt.

       The big star–Niels Duinker

12) ### Spend Time Outside.
Feel the sunshine, watch the clouds, listen to the birds, and let the breeze rearrange your hair. Nature has a marvelous way of reminding us that the world is much larger than our worries. Trees do not hurry, flowers do not compare themselves, and squirrels remain astonishingly confident despite having no long-term financial plan.
         
(ARE YOU WRITING DOWN IDEAS THAT WILL HELP?)
         
13) ### Practice Gratitude.
You do not need a perfect life to appreciate one delicious meal, one kind person, one hearty laugh, or one beautiful morning. Gratitude does not erase Life’s difficulties; it simply helps the good things shine brighter. It opens the curtains and lets the light back in.
           
14) ### Turn Adversity into Opportunity.
You cannot always control what happens, but you can decide what you will create from it. A wall can stop you—or become something you climb to discover a better view. A setback may knock the wind out of you, but it does not get to write your ending. That pen still belongs to you.
         
15) ### Keep your Inner Child Awake. Stay Curious, Playful.
Also, be willing to look a little ridiculous.
Splash through a puddle.
Tell a wonderfully silly joke.
Try something new—even if you wobble at first.
Laugh at yourself before anyone else gets the privilege.
Life is far too short to remain serious all the time, and joy rarely arrives wearing a business suit!
           
16) ### Your Story Is Filled with Treasure!
What does it take to rise after Life knocks you flat?
What does failure really give you?
Hint: almost everything you need to grow.
   
17) ### Share Your Adventures and the Lessons You Collected Along the Road.
Explore how discomfort can become a doorway to growth, how living with less can give you more, and how saying **YES!** to life—even with shaky knees—can lead somewhere extraordinary.
Collect moments instead of possessions.
Memories require no storage unit!
             
18) ### Mindset and Daily Habits: Small Actions, Big Ripples.
A remarkable life is often built from remarkably small actions.
Morning routines matter. Tiny habits matter. Making your bed, cleaning your room, taking a short walk, writing one paragraph, or encouraging one person may appear insignificant. Yet small actions, repeated consistently, can produce enormous change.
         
19) ### Clean Your Space, and You May Clear Your Mind.
Train your thoughts as you would train your muscles.
Choose your attitude—especially when that choice is difficult.
That is when it counts the most.
You may not control the weather, but you can still dance in the rain.
Waterproof shoes are optional—but highly recommended!
         
20) ## Connection, Legacy, and Impact
What does it mean to truly love people well?
Your legacy is not something that begins after you are gone.
You are building it right now—one choice, one conversation, one smile, and one act of kindness at a time.
           
21) ###Who are you when no one is watching?
How do you treat someone who can do absolutely nothing for you?
A warm smile, a sincere compliment, or a few encouraging words can change the direction of someone’s entire day. Sometimes the smallest kindness becomes the biggest part of another person’s story. Leave every room, every relationship, and this wonderfully wobbly world a little better than you found it.
           
22) ### Fun Wildcards: The Unexpected Gems
Some of the most powerful ideas sneak up behind you, tap you on the shoulder, and shout “SURPRISE!”

Ask yourself:
– If today were my final day, what would I change?
– What would I write in a letter to my younger self?
– What advice would my 100-year-old self give me today?
– If I had to begin again with nothing, what would I do first?
– Which moment in my life changed everything?
– What am I postponing while waiting to feel ready?
– Life can get better and better . . . 

These questions and suggestions are not intended to frighten you.
They are invitations to wake up, step forward,
And live with your eyes—and your heart—wide open.
             
23) ### The Toss You Almost Didn’t Make.
I almost refused to try—but found the courage to try anyway. Life often changes through tiny decisions that seem almost insignificant at the time. A quiet “yes,” one brave step, or one small toss can begin an entirely new routine—and send your life soaring in a direction you never imagined.
       
24) ### Butt Patrol Philosophy.
Remember my daily cleanup into lessons about leadership. True greatness is not always loud, glamorous, or followed by applause. Sometimes it quietly picks up the mess when nobody is watching. No spotlight. No standing ovation. Just you, doing the right thing—and possibly holding a trash bag.
           
25) ### The Clock That Doesn’t Care.
Time keeps ticking whether we act or not. Time is not our enemy, but it is not our personal assistant, either. Use your time right. It will not tap us politely on the shoulder and say, “Pardon me, but perhaps you should begin now!” The clock keeps moving. We should, too.
           
26) ### The Show Must Go On… Even When You Can’t Feel Your Legs.
Remember my story about life and recovery? We are all recovering from something. Sometimes courage arrives before strength. Sometimes we take the next step before we know whether our legs are ready. Bravery is not always a roar; sometimes it is a trembling whisper that says, “Let’s try once more.”
         
27) ### The Door You Thought Was Locked.
You assumed it was impossible—until you finally tried. Sometimes the door was never locked. You simply need to turn the handle. Push, pull, jiggle if necessary—but do not spend your whole Life standing in the hallway!
         
28) ### Rebuilding a Brain, One Thought at a Time.
Come close to my story: the forgotten words, the frustrating moments, the tiny victories, and the unexpected strength. A Life is rebuilt the same way a book is written—one word, one thought, and one page at a time. Progress may be slow, but slow progress is still wearing its traveling shoes.
         
29) ### The Best Map I Ever Threw Away.
Use your travel adventures to explore the difference between control and freedom. Sometimes losing the plan helps us discover a destination better than the one we originally imagined. A detour can be Life’s mischievous way of saying, “Trust me—you will want to see this.”
         
30) ### The Life I Didn’t Plan Became the Life I Needed.
I’ve written about love, marriage, loss, and reinvention.
These detours are not interruptions to the road.
Very often, the detours *are* the road.
         
30) ### Ambition vs. Purpose: The Day I Got It Wrong.
You read of chasing something I thought I wanted—and then discovering what truly mattered. Ambition may win applause, but purpose keeps you going after the audience has gone home, the theater is dark, and somebody still needs to fold the chairs.
         
31) ### The Quiet Power of Showing Up.
No fireworks.
No parade.
No marching band—unless one happens to be available.
Just keep showing up, day after day and toss after toss. Consistency is ordinary effort wearing superhero clothing. It may not arrive with a cape, but it can still save the day.
           
32) ### From Standing Ovations to Starting Over.
Contrast the applause at Bally’s with the lowest point of my recovery. That fall may have ended one performance, but it also began a far more meaningful story. The spotlight changed—but your ability to inspire an audience became brighter than ever.
           
33) ### What Happens When You Stop Eating—and Start Noticing.
I explore what fasting taught me about awareness, habits, control, and choice, while recognizing the importance of medical guidance and safety. True strength includes knowing when to invite qualified professionals onto my team. Courage and wisdom make excellent partners—and neither should attempt dangerous stunts without supervision.
           
34) ### 5 A.M.: When the World Whispers Instead of Shouts.
Capture your peaceful early hours: quiet hallways, sleeping neighbors, distant sounds, and thoughts arriving before sunrise. Sometimes the world’s greatest wisdom speaks very softly. You simply have to be awake—and apparently holding a cup of tea—to hear it.
           
35) ### The Catch That Matters Most.
Everyone watches the toss, but the catch completes the action. Life is not merely about beginning. It is about following through, finishing well, and being fully present when the moment returns to your hands. Keep juggling life and do not drop.
           
36) ### You’re Not Broken—You’re Rearranged.
A rearranged life can still be meaningful, magnificent, and overflowing with unexpected possibilities. You may not become the person you once imagined—but through every twist, tumble, and triumph, you may become someone wiser, braver, and even stronger.
         
37) ### Start Before You’re Ready.
You may never feel completely prepared. Begin anyway. This lesson connects writing, juggling, recovery, travel, speaking, and nearly every worthwhile adventure. Readiness often arrives after the first step, slightly out of breath and wondering why you did not wait for it.
         
38) ### Take a Look at Yourself—but Don’t Flinch.
Write honestly about self-reflection without turning it into self-punishment. You can admit your mistakes, forgive yourself, and grow without using your past as a hammer. Reflection should be a mirror, not a weapon.
           
39) ### The Gift Hidden Inside the Worst Day of My Life.
Do not minimize the pain of an accident. Honor its devastation, its struggle, and everything it took away—then reveal the extraordinary transformation that grew from the wreckage. The tragedy was never the gift. The gift is the person you fought, struggled, and ultimately chose to become afterward.
           
40) ### Purpose Isn’t Found—It’s Built!
Purpose rarely falls from the sky wearing a name tag. We construct it through action—brick by brick, choice by choice, word by word, and toss by toss. Do not wait for purpose to introduce itself. Start building, and it will meet you on the job.
             
41) ### You Still Matter—Especially Now.
Speak directly to the person who feels invisible, forgotten, or left behind. Remind them that age, scars, mistakes, and circumstances cannot erase their value.
You still have something to give.
You still have someone to encourage.
You still have a reason to rise.
         
42)### A Little Spark to Send You Off
You do not need to search very far for inspiration. You have lived it. Every scar, every comeback, every mile traveled, and every ball you tossed—or dropped—is part of a story that could help someone else survive. That is more than history. This is not someone else’s survival guide waiting to be written. So choose one idea. Start before you feel ready.
         
43) ### Write messily, boldly, honestly, and joyfully.
Write with your whole heart.
Write as though your words matter—
Because they do! And if you become stuck, remember this >>
Even the world’s greatest jugglers drop things and mispel.
They do not stand there arguing with gravity or their pen.
They pick everything up, flash a grin, and continue the show.
         
44) ### Changes
What change can you make right now to improve your life? You do not need to transform everything overnight—begin with one positive choice. Take a walk, call someone you love, let go of an old regret, or start what you have been postponing. Small steps, repeated with courage and consistency, can create extraordinary results. Ask yourself >>
“What can I do today that my future self will thank me for?”
Then do it—progress begins the moment you move.
           
45) ### Your Better Future
Your Brighter, Better, Bolder Future Is Waiting!
Step Forward, Dream Bigger, and Create a Life.
One that Makes You Want to Dance!
       
46) ###Your Garden?
Have you started your edible garden yet? If not, today is a wonderful day to plant the first seed! You do not need a huge backyard or years of experience—a sunny windowsill, balcony, patio, or a few containers may be all you need. Begin with something simple, such as herbs, tomatoes, lettuce, peppers, or strawberries. Imagine picking something fresh and delicious that you grew yourself! An edible garden provides healthy food, gentle exercise, peaceful moments, and the satisfaction of watching life emerge from the soil. Plant one seed today, give it patience and care, and before long, your future salad may be growing right outside your door!
         
47) ### Remember Your Exercise Routine!
This should get you going >>
Warm-up—2 minutes: March slowly in place, roll your shoulders, and swing your arms.
Chair stands—1 minute: Rise from a sturdy chair and sit down slowly. Use your hands if needed.
Wall push-ups—1 minute: Keep your body straight and move gently toward and away from the wall.
Supported marching—2 minutes: Hold a counter or chair and lift one knee at a time.
Heel raises—1 minute: Holding support, rise onto your toes and lower slowly.
Balance practice—1 minute: Stand with one foot slightly ahead of the other while holding a sturdy surface.
Easy walking—1 minute: Walk around your room or hallway at a comfortable pace.
Cool down—1 minute: Breathe slowly and gently stretch your legs and shoulders.
                 
48) ### Your Daily Routine
Make this a habit, you will love that.
       
Morning launch—5 minutes: Make your bed, drink water or tea, take five slow breaths, and decide on your most important task.
Gentle movement—5 to 10 minutes: March in place, circle your shoulders, perform several chair-assisted squats, stretch, and walk comfortably.
Balance practice—3 minutes: Stand beside a sturdy chair and practice heel raises, toe raises, and carefully standing on one foot.
Brain boost—5 minutes: Read a page, write a paragraph, learn one new fact, or practice a simple juggling pattern.
Joy break—5 minutes: Play a favorite song, step outside, call someone, or do something delightfully silly.
Evening reset—5 minutes: Put away five things, write down one victory and one gratitude, then prepare for tomorrow.
         
49) ### I Know You Eat (Can ya cook?)
You can start with simple meals and grow with time >>
Scrambled eggs with toast
Grilled cheese and tomato soup
Spaghetti with marinara sauce
Baked potato topped with cheese and vegetables
Chicken-and-vegetable stir-fry
Cheese quesadilla with salsa
Tuna or chicken salad sandwich
Sheet-pan chicken with potatoes and carrots
Yogurt parfait with fruit and granola
Oatmeal with bananas, cinnamon, and honey
         
I have grown a huge repertoire of recipes.
I cook, and I’m getting better all the time.
You might call me a master chef (no, not chief) 
           
Find recipes on the internet.
Start with one recipe; take your time.
Enjoy the process, then eat the rewards.
Cooking is a lot like juggling—master one simple move, then add another.
Before long, dinner is in the air!
     
50) ### Show Love
You show love through your actions:
You listen—not merely to reply, but to understand.
You make time, even when life is busy.
You offer encouragement when someone doubts themselves.
You forgive mistakes while protecting healthy boundaries.
You remember the little things that make someone smile.
You help without keeping score.
You say, “I appreciate you,” “I believe in you,” and “I’m glad you’re here.”
Remember, it’s not all “YOU”—it’s always them.
             
Love does not always arrive with fireworks and a marching band. Often, it appears quietly—in a warm hug, a thoughtful message, a shared laugh, a cup of tea, or simply sitting beside someone who does not want to be alone. Most importantly, show love consistently. Grand gestures are wonderful, but the small acts repeated day after day are what make people feel truly treasured. ❤️ 

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Life is waiting for you.  Step into the spotlight. 
Raise the curtain.  Take a breath.  And start your act! 🎪🔥
DO NOT WAIT FOR MONDAY. TAKE ONE SMALL STEP TODAY.
YOUR BETTER LIFE BEGINS NOW–ADD TO THE WORLD IN A GREAT WAY.
DO SOMETHING WONDERFUL!
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YOU ARE IMPORTANT — TAKE GOOD CARE OF YOURSELF.
WILL YOU BE THE FIRST TO REACH 200 YEARS OF AGE?
Life IS WAITING FOR YOU — CATCH UP!
LIVE FOR NOW! NOT YESTERDAY! NOT TOMORROW! NOW IS THE TIME!
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PART 4) 🔥 THE MAGIC OF QUOTES ✨
Inspirational quotes are mental spark plugs. 💥 They wake up the mind, shrink problems down to size, and give your spirit a running start. One powerful sentence can turn “I can’t” into “Why not?”—a small flashlight guiding you through a dark hallway. 🔦
           
But the real magic comes through repetition. The more you repeat a truth, the more deeply you believe it—and the more your life begins to reflect it. A quote hanging on the wall is decoration. A quote put into action becomes transformation.
             
Simple truth:
A quote on a page is nice…
A quote you live by?
Now that’s power. ✨
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1) “Life is either a daring adventure
or nothing.” — Helen Keller
 
2) “Life may knock you down—
but you can rise and
juggle the pieces.”  — Kit Summers
             
3) “Nothing will work
unless you do.”  — Maya Angelou
         
4) “The best way out
is always through.” — Robert Frost
           
5) “If there is no struggle.
There is no progress.” — Frederick Douglass
             
6) “No act of kindness,
no matter how small,
is ever wasted.” — Aesop
           
7) “You do not find the happy life.
You make it.”  — Camilla Eyring Kimball
           
8)“The most wasted of days is one
without laughter.”  — E. E. Cummings
           
9) “Do what you can, with what you have,
where you are.” — Theodore Roosevelt
           
10) “Happiness depends upon
ourselves.”  — Aristotle
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PART 5—YOUR CHALLENGE FOR THE WEEK >>>>>
You know what to do–You have waited–Wondered–Planned–and dreamed long enough.
Starting today, take one courageous step toward the life that has been calling your name.
You do not need every answer, a perfect plan, or anyone’s permission—
You simply need the courage to begin!
             
Your dream will not build itself while you stand on the sidelines. Pick up the pieces, gather your strength, and start creating the life you know is possible. Begin small if you must, but begin boldly. This is your life, your moment, and your magnificent opportunity. Starting today, stop merely dreaming about that life—step forward and make it real!
That is your challenge for the week.
That is the challenge for YOUR LIFE!
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Always remember Christopher Jones, who can help promote you.
Email: christopher@woodsidemotion.com
Website: https://woodsidemotion.com/
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PART 6) NEXT WEEK>>>>>
BLOG 395–Do You Make Your Bed?
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🌟 PART 7) FINAL THOUGHTS 🌟
Because the best is always still ahead.
So juggle joy like it’s the air you breathe.
The horizon holds more than you can yet imagine.
YOU CAN DO THIS IN ALL AREAS. YOU CAN BE MORE—YOU ARE MORE!
Your present moment is not the finish line—it’s your starting block.
Chase sunsets as if they’re secret treasures waiting just for you.
Laugh so loudly that tomorrow leans in to listen.
Write me today—kitsummers@gmail.com
Live as though you’ve only just begun—
🌟BECAUSE YOU TRULY HAVE! 🌟

✨KITTING AROUND✨
BLOG 393—The Amazing
Advancements Humans Are Making!
Always Keep Getting Better than Yesterday!
Read This Entire Blog; It’s Good for Your Brain.
The full blog is here —https://kitsummers.com/blog/
This Blog is Best Read on a laptop rather than Your Phone.
By KIT SUMMERS—World-Class Juggler to World-Class Comeback
Learn More About Me >> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PQTOytUtAFM 

Once upon a life, I made gravity nervous— Thirty-seven silent days offstage.
Seven of them. A world record— But throwing purpose, grit, and joy.
Because physics loves a good insult. Balancing healing.
Then came the truck—the coma. 😄 Tossing hope sky-high. 🤹‍♂️
     
Bigger than applause. What’s next on Kit’s journey?
Now I lift humans. Back to juggling? Back to life?
Writing is how I breathe. Stay with Kit and find out.
Do these words help you, too? Life can get better.
That’s magic catching air. 🎉 Life will get better! ✨

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My new address here is >>
The Legacy at Highwoods Preserve
18600 Highwoods Preserve Pkwy, #217, Tampa, FL  33647
(A love letter would be dandy.)   kitsummers@gmail.com
kitsummers.com     https://www.legacypreservetampa.com/
Call me >> 610-400-3233
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NONE OF US WILL LIVE FOREVER—SO MAKE YOUR PLANS NOW!
EVERY DAY IS A NEW DAY—A CHANCE TO BEGIN A NEW LIFE.
DON’T LIVE IN THE PAST OR WAIT FOR THE FUTURE.
IT IS THE ONLY MOMENT YOU HOLD!
MAKE THE MOST OF THIS MOMENT.
I FEEL THIS IS MY BEST BLOG YET!

A quick directory >>
Part 1—The Beginnings — Obvious.
Part 2—Things that Happened This Week.
Part 3—THE BLOG.
Part 4—Inspirational Quotes.
Part 5—Your Challenge.  
Part 6—Blog for Next Week.
Part 7—Final Thoughts — Obvious.

ALWAYS REMEMBER >>
When your life nears its end, what will you want to remember?
The dreams you pursued. The people you loved.
The moments when you chose courage over comfort.
           
We often overestimate what we can accomplish quickly and underestimate what steady effort can achieve over time. A remarkable life is rarely created in one giant leap. It is built through countless small, determined steps—each brave decision, lesson learned, and refusal to give up moving you closer to the extraordinary life you want to live.
       
I have written this weekly blog for many years, sharing my experiences, struggles, successes, and lessons learned along the way. I hope my words do more than entertain you. I hope they encourage you to think, grow, smile, and see your life from a brighter perspective.
           
If even one sentence inspires you to make a positive change, face a challenge with greater courage, or appreciate the wonderful life you already have, then every hour at the keyboard has been worthwhile.
Improve the little things each day, and gradually, they can grow into something phenomenal.
       
Every Day >> 

• Speak more kindly.
• Care for your body.
• Learn something new.
• Laugh whenever possible.
• Spend time with people who lift your spirits.
• Keep moving toward the person you want to become.

Small choices may seem insignificant today, but repeated with purpose and persistence,
they become powerful habits—and those habits can transform your future.
       
Happiness is not having everything you want; it is appreciating what you already have.
There will always be another goal to reach and another mountain to climb,
but do not become so focused on tomorrow that you miss today.

Daily >> 

• Feel the sunshine.
• Enjoy a good meal. 
• Treasure a friendly conversation. 
• Celebrate every bit of progress–
• Even when it arrives wearing mismatched socks. 

I write these words for you, but I also write them for myself. The lessons I share remind me to keep growing, believing, and moving forward. We are all works in progress, and none of us has everything figured out. That is perfectly all right. Life does not ask us to be perfect; it asks us to remain awake, involved, and willing to try again.
           
As you read, write down the ideas that might help you move forward. Do not merely collect inspiring words—put them to work. One valuable thought, followed by one positive action, can become a stepping-stone toward a stronger, happier, and more extraordinary life.
Keep learning. Keep growing. Keep believing in yourself.
             
PART 1: THE BEGINNINGS
Keep smiling. Keep growing. Keep believing in yourself.
YES—YOU’RE GETTING THERE!
       
Along with no return of my hunger, a deep tiredness has taken over. Right now, I cannot decide which feeling is stronger—my growling stomach or my exhausted body. Perhaps they are working together, sending me the same message: it is time to rest, refuel, and take care of myself.
             
Are you keeping a record of the ideas I share in this blog and using them to improve your own life? I explore many different subjects, but my hope remains the same: that somewhere in these words, you will discover a little inspiration, a helpful lesson, or a spark that encourages you to make your life even better.
         
Remember >>
We waited patiently beside the telephone for an important call, and if we missed someone, we simply tried again later. There were no text messages, voice recordings, emails, social media notifications, or tiny glowing screens constantly demanding our attention. Life moved more slowly then, but perhaps that slower pace allowed us to notice more of it.
             
Conversations happened face-to-face, and photographs were taken carefully because every roll of film was limited. Our memories were stored in albums and in our minds rather than somewhere in “the cloud.” Technology has made life faster, easier, and wonderfully connected—but have we gained more time, or merely discovered exciting new ways to fill every second of it?
       
I won’t let anyone know, except for you. I want to do a fast (and do it really quickly) for at least a week. You will find out as I progress.
         
I know I should simply throw them away, but I’m finishing the last few chocolate chip cookies instead. Once they are gone, I want to remove the temptation and make healthier choices. Sometimes success begins by clearing the runway of cookies!
       
Something coming forward in human life is robots. Robots are sometimes designed to resemble humans because the human form helps them move through our spaces, use our tools, and communicate with us more naturally. A robot with hands can open doors, carry objects, and operate equipment already designed for people.
     
I’m certain there are far better designs for intelligent life than the human body. But for now, humanity is the only working model we truly understand—so that is where we must begin when designing the robots of tomorrow.
         
Still, most working robots look nothing like us because they are built for specific jobs. Yet when engineers need a model for movement, versatility, intelligence, and adaptability, they often return to the finest blueprint available—the human body. Humans are simply the best mold we have.
           
PART 2) THINGS THAT HAPPENED THIS WEEK
Kit’s Daily Delight Inspiration — Served Playfully.
Good morning! Or good afternoon… or good evening.
One of the wonderful things about words is that they never complain or expire when they’re read a little late. With readers in all time zones around the world, I really don’t know what time it is for you right now.
>>>>>AUGUST 30        
I awoke at 2 a.m. thinking about all I have lost. Sadness overwhelmed me, and for a while, I hated my life. Unable to quiet those painful thoughts, I could not return to sleep. What comes next for me? At that moment, it felt as though I had nothing left to lose—and I hated feeling that way.
           
This morning, I decided to stop eating and drink only green tea. I even threw away my remaining chocolate chip cookies. At 8 a.m., when I would normally eat breakfast, I had only a sip of tea. No food and no sleep—what would that do to me?
           
As you may remember, I run my writing through ChatGPT before posting it on my blog. Chat noticed my words, encouraged me to take better care of myself, and worried that I might not want to stay alive. I’m sorry my writing suggested that. I am safe—but clearly, I was hurting.
           
CHAT wrote this >>
“Kit, because you wrote that you felt you had “nothing left to lose” and planned to stop eating, please tell a nurse or staff member today—even if you feel fine now. You deserve support before this rough moment grows teeth. If you begin feeling unsafe or might harm yourself, call or text 988 immediately, or alert a staff member right away.”    (THANKS, CHAT.)
         
Meals become deeply woven into our daily routines. Skipping them has already shown me how much time and structure they provide. Going a week without food can affect the body—especially when appetite, energy, and sleep are already concerns—so this is not something I should undertake carelessly or alone.
             
Besides, this place is far too expensive for me to sit in my room doing nothing. And honestly, the meals are so good that I am already reconsidering this fast. I would hate to miss whatever delicious surprise appears next. Perhaps lunch—and life—still have something good waiting for me.
           
As I’ve mentioned, I have virtually no expenses while living here, and that is certainly one bright spot. My housing, meals, and daily needs are covered, allowing me to save my SSDI money instead of watching it disappear each month.
         
Money will be set aside for whatever the future may bring—and perhaps used to launch the next exciting chapter of my Life. I may not know exactly what lies ahead, but every dollar I save becomes another small building block for the future I am creating.
     
Saving today gives me greater security, more choices, and the freedom to pursue new possibilities tomorrow. Life still has plenty of surprises waiting for me, and when the right opportunity knocks, I want to be ready to open the door—with a smile and some money in the bank!
         
It’s around noon, and I still haven’t felt hungry. I suppose that could be considered a good thing, but I’m not entirely sure. Since my accident, I rarely experience hunger or hunger pangs. Although that makes it easy to go without food, I sometimes miss the simple signal from my body that it is time to eat.

All day today, Sunday, I stayed in my room without seeing anyone. The hours passed quietly, with no conversation or shared laughter to break up the day. There is a difference between enjoying time alone and feeling disconnected from the world. Today has given me plenty of time to think about that difference.
       
I caught myself wondering whether I could stay here and never reach out again. With the door closed, my world can shrink to the size of this room. But there are people beyond that door, and one quiet day does not have to become a quiet life.
         
It’s past 5 p.m., when I would normally head to dinner. Tonight, I stayed in. In doing so, I missed more than a meal—I missed familiar faces, small conversations, and the simple comfort of being around other people. For now, it’s just me and my thoughts, with perhaps more solitude than I need. The door is closed, but I can still choose to open it.
           
>>>>>AUGUST 31
I felt no hunger overnight—not even a little rumble. Morning arrived, and my life continues, with thoughts to explore, words to write, and reasons to smile. There is still room today for a friendly conversation, an unexpected laugh, or an idea that gets me excited about tomorrow. I don’t know what the day will bring, but I want to take care of myself and be part of it. There are more smiles to share—and I would hate to leave them sitting unused!
             
It’s 6 a.m., and the familiar hum of a vacuum drifts in from the hallway, reminding me that another day is getting underway beyond my door. Someone is already at work, moving along the carpet while I sit here gathering my thoughts. There is something comforting about that ordinary sound—a gentle reminder that even in the quiet of my room, I am not alone.
         
Soon there will be footsteps, friendly voices, and the bustle of people beginning their morning. For now, I have these peaceful minutes to write, reflect, and consider how I want to spend my day. Perhaps a good conversation, a shared smile, or an unexpected reason to laugh awaits just down the hall. Opening my door would be a simple place to start.
     
I never thought I would say this, but I miss eating. Even without hunger pangs, I miss the pleasure of a good meal—the flavors, the anticipation, and the familiar routine of heading downstairs to see friendly faces. Meals give my day a little rhythm and a chance to connect. I’m not sure how long I will keep this up, but I’m discovering how much those everyday moments mean to me.
         
Meals give the day a little shape and offer a reason to leave my room. Perhaps I’m missing more than food; I’m missing the conversation, the company, and those small moments of connection that belong around a table.
       
Four days without eating feels strange. It makes me realize how much food shapes a day—the anticipation of a favorite dish, the pleasure of different flavors, and the familiar faces gathered around a table. Have you ever noticed how a meal nourishes more than your appetite? Sometimes, what we miss is the company and the rhythm it brings to our lives.
             
DON’T JUST EAT—ENJOY!
Here is your challenge for the coming week: spend one full day giving your meals your full attention. Put distractions aside, slow down, and savor each bite. Notice the sweetness of fruit, the warmth of a favorite dish, and the pleasure of sharing a table. Give your phone a lunch break, too—you won’t go hungry!
       
There is no need to go without food to discover its value. Even an ordinary meal offers something worth celebrating: nourishment, flavor, comfort, and connection. Food is woven into our daily lives, bringing us together and giving us reasons to pause. Let this challenge remind you to appreciate what is on your plate—and the people beside you.
     
There they come, marching across my desk. Ants (but no uncles), I didn’t want to kill any of the little guys—just encourage them to march elsewhere. I tried lemon juice, hoping it would discourage their visits without harming them. No need for a battle when a little persuasion might do. You’re welcome to the great outdoors, tiny friends; my room is off the picnic route!
         
What an unexpected turn my evening took. I went downstairs to visit the main office, only to find the staff had already left for the day. Nearby, people were gathering for dinner, and three ladies invited me to join them. I gladly pulled up a chair, ready for a lovely meal and some good conversation. The office was closed, but a better invitation had opened up!
             
Before long, I was seated at their table, studying the menu and deciding on the pasta. Service was slow, leaving me time to enjoy the company and take in the cheerful bustle around us. I had gone downstairs looking for the office and somehow ended up making dinner plans.
           
Then it hit me: I was fasting! Somehow, the familiar pleasure of sitting with others and choosing a meal had swept that thought clean out of my mind. The dining room was full of conversation and activity as I quietly excused myself and headed back to my room.
           
Along the way, something unexpected joined me—hunger. I actually wanted food, yet I still felt reluctant to eat. That contradiction stayed with me. Was I missing the meal, the company, or both? For something called a fast, it certainly made the evening feel slow.
         
I just spoke with Linda Friel. When I was in elementary school, we used to play with her children, Ron and Robin. In my mind, I still see Linda through the eyes of the little boy I once was, so I could hardly believe it when she told me she is now 86.
         
Time has a sneaky way of marching forward while our memories remain young. Linda still lives just two houses down from the home where I grew up in Ocean Beach, San Diego. Her husband, Dick, passed away a few years ago. We are all traveling toward our later years, but somehow, the people from our childhood remain forever young in our hearts.
           
From 3:00 to 4:00, it was Happy Hour—oh boy! I sat with Ilene, who is in her seventies, and another couple who have been together here for many years. I enjoyed a tasty peach drink that certainly made me happy. Judging by the cheerful crowd, plenty of other people were getting happy for the hour, too!
         
I’ve not eaten since last Friday, and I still have no hunger.
           
>>>>>SEPTEMBER 1
Ants are tiny night riders, but none came marching through the room last night. The lemon juice must have worked, sending them safely home—perhaps to search for a new route without a citrus roadblock. I’m glad they are safe, although I must admit, I will miss my little nighttime visitors.
             
I suppose my tiny ant visitors were stopping by to collect the little crumbs and bits of food I had accidentally left behind. Apparently, to an ant, even the smallest forgotten morsel can look like an all-you-can-eat buffet. Me, messy? Nawww. I prefer to think of myself as a generous host—although I certainly don’t remember inviting them to dinner!
       
There was only the tiniest opening near the bottom of the window, yet it was apparently wide enough for my little ant visitors to squeeze through and enter my humble abode. To them, that narrow crack must have looked like a grand entrance—an open invitation to explore a mysterious new world beyond the glass.
         
Perhaps they came searching for hidden treasure, a few forgotten crumbs, or simply an ant-sized vacation away from the colony. They certainly did not eat much, but still, I could not allow my room to become their favorite resort. Charming little guests or not, they had arrived without making a reservation.

Still no food.
Still no hunger.
Still a smile on my face.
           
It’s 6 a.m., and right on cue, I hear someone passing by my door behind the steady hum of a vacuum cleaner. That familiar sound announces another morning—the building is stirring, the hallways are awakening, and a brand-new day is rolling into place.
               
While many people are still tucked beneath their blankets, someone is already hard at work, chasing dust down the hallway. It is a simple sound, yet it reminds me that life is moving forward—and today arrives with a clean floor and a fresh beginning.
           
NOW IT IS 6:16, BETTER THAN BEING 6:66.
       
Ants are tiny night riders, but none marched through my room last night. The lemon juice must have worked, sending them safely home—or searching for a route without a citrus roadblock.
           
They probably entered through a tiny opening near the window, hoping to collect a few crumbs. To an ant, even the smallest morsel is an all-you-can-eat buffet. Me, messy? Nawww. I prefer to think of myself as a generous host—although I certainly never invited them to dinner!
         
Still no food.
Still no hunger.
Still smiling.
         
At 6 a.m., right on cue, I heard the vacuum humming outside my door. While many people were still beneath their blankets, someone was already chasing dust down the hallway. Another day had arrived—with clean floors and a fresh beginning. 
                    
By 8:32, I was still alone in my quiet room, preparing to head downstairs and confirm my ride to my 10:30 doctor’s appointment. Hopefully, everything was arranged so I wouldn’t need any emergency juggling tricks to arrive on time.
       
Doctors’ waiting rooms used to have stacks of magazines. Today, everyone has a phone, so the magazines have disappeared. Unfortunately, I forgot my phone—and my wallet—so I had nothing to read. Next time, I will arrive better prepared!
       
Dr. Demetriou reviewed my records and said my bloodwork and lung X-ray looked fine. However, my bone density test showed osteoporosis. We also discussed my asthma, tinnitus, double vision, insomnia, memory problems, and balance. He prescribed medication that may help me sleep, although several of my other problems are likely permanent.
     
Some things I ask the doctor about:
Asthma vs Pneumonia– He said my lung X-ray looked fine.
The constant ringing in my ears–He said I will always have that.
My double vision–he also told me I would always have that.
My insomnia–he prescribed some drugs that might help.
Memory problem–oh yeah, they will always be apparent.
Balance–I told him, as a kid, how I loved to jump from one boulder to another. I can no longer do that.
Mytroubleusingthespacebar–No hope with that, either, I regret.
Overall, it was a good visit with the doctor. I like Dr. Demetrious.
I asked, and yes, he is Greek.
             
At noon, the fast continued, but I felt tired and lay down for an hour. Perhaps the lack of food is catching up with me. My body may be telling me that it is time to start eating again—and listening to it would be wise.
       
A singer was performing old ballads down in the Hurricane Lounge, but I decided to sit this hurricane out. Besides, there were no younger temptresses waiting to lure me onto the dance floor.

Instead, I poured myself a glass from one of the wine bottles tucked away in my room and held a small party of my own. No crowd, no dull ballads—just me and you, my thoughts, and a private celebration of life. Sometimes you must raise your glass, smile, and become your own favorite guest.
       
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!
The thunder is back.
         
My friend David Cain produced two videos for me,
which made me very happy.
Take a look:
https://youtu.be/PQTOytUtAFM?si=ML3qxTfe1XMe6QOX
And
https://youtu.be/eQBnUJgTXts?si=1Qik7VdzscvHsfpS
Thank you so much, David!
     
I spent the entire day in my room and saw no one. Solitude can be peaceful, but too much of it becomes lonely. Tomorrow, perhaps I will open the door and let a little more life wander in—preferably without the ants.
         
>>>>>SEPTEMBER 2
I awoke this morning still feeling no hunger. I keep expecting my body to send me a loud message that it needs nourishment, but so far, it has remained strangely quiet. Although everything seems fine, I know that the absence of hunger does not necessarily mean my body does not need food, so I will continue to pay close attention to how I feel.
       
Right on cue, 6 a.m. arrives, and the vacuum roars to life in the hallway. Its familiar rumble announces the beginning of another day, long before most people are ready to greet the morning. It may not be the sweetest alarm clock in the world, but it certainly gets the job done!
       
Still, I appreciate knowing that someone is already working hard to keep everything clean and comfortable. A tidy place makes life feel calmer, brighter, and more organized. So, let the vacuum roar—it is simply the sound of cleanliness charging down the hallway, one carpet at a time. 

I must confess that a couple of ants did not survive my citrus defense. They were lonely little stragglers, wandering around as though they had lost both their scent trail and their tiny GPS. I pressed my finger down—sorry, little guys. That was certainly not how I hoped our visit would end.
       
Now, no more ants are showing their tiny faces. Apparently, word has traveled quickly through the colony: Kit’s Kitchen is officially closed! No crumbs, no citrus adventures, and definitely no return reservations.
       
It is only 7 a.m., and I have already written this much of today’s blog. While much of the world is still waking up, my thoughts are already marching across the page—though perhaps not in a perfectly straight line! There is something satisfying about beginning the day with words, ideas, and a sense of progress.
         
Have you started writing your blog yet? You do not need a perfect subject or a brilliant opening—just begin with one honest thought. That single sentence may lead to a paragraph, a story, or even an idea that inspires someone. The morning is young, the page is waiting, and your next great adventure may begin with the very next word.
           
Your best days are not all behind you—some of them are still racing toward you, carrying new opportunities, unexpected adventures, and reasons to smile. You still have wisdom to share, dreams to pursue, and wonderful contributions to make. Do not wait for the perfect moment. Start today. START NOW!
         
At breakfast, I considered eating some fruit, but I still wasn’t hungry. I’ve read that fruit can be a gentle way to ease back into eating after a fast because it is light, refreshing, and generally easy to digest. When the time feels right, perhaps a small serving will be my first step back to the table.
         
I have decided to wait until Friday before eating again, which would make this a full week without food. However, fasting for that long can carry serious health risks and should only be attempted with medical supervision—especially when health conditions or medications are involved. Currently living in a hospital, I feel safe fasting here.
         
Have you ever tried fasting, even for a short time? Before beginning, please consult a healthcare professional to ensure it is safe for your body. Success means challenging yourself wisely—not turning your stomach into a tiny endurance athlete!
           
I just looked back at everything I’ve written today—wow, that is a lot of words! Maybe too many? Hmm…perhaps. But when the ideas are flowing, I would rather let them tumble onto the page than chase them away. I can always trim and polish later. For now, I’ll keep writing and see where this lively parade of thoughts decides to take me!
           
8am now, time to go get breakfast.
Wait, not so fast.
Speaking of fast, yes, I am.
       
I just went outside, hoping to walk and perhaps run for a while, but my asthma flared almost immediately. My new doctor is adjusting some of my medications, and I am hopeful those changes will help me breathe more freely.
       
I want so badly to run—and then keep running—but right now, I can barely walk before my lungs force me to stop. It is frustrating because my determination is ready to sprint while my breathing struggles to keep pace. At this point, I am not sure what to do except listen to my body, follow my doctor’s guidance, and keep moving forward one careful breath at a time.
       
Today is shaping up much like Monday and Tuesday—I’ve stayed in my room, working on my computer and keeping my mind busy. I want to get out, move around, and do more, but my asthma continues to hold me back. That is frustrating, especially when my spirit is eager to run while my lungs seem determined to apply the brakes.
       
I know you want me to do more of the activities they have.
None of them interests me in any way. Here is today >>
10am–Sit and B-fit
10:30am–Bible Study
10:30– Daily Chronicles and chat.
11–Ted talk about sitting all day.
1pm–Guess Who?
2pm–Farkle Dice Game.
3pm–Happy Hour (we have to be happy for an hour.)
6:30–Games with Jason.
And that is it. Nothing of interest for me. It’s like this most days.
         
Some of your greatest ideas may still be warming up backstage, waiting for the courage to step into the spotlight. Keep learning, creating, loving, and moving forward. Your story is far from finished—and the world has not finished being amazed by you yet!
       
On Friday, I plan to begin eating again, which will at least solve one part of the puzzle. Until then, I’ll keep writing, creating, and moving forward in whatever ways I can. Progress does not always require running; sometimes it begins quietly, one word and one hopeful thought at a time.

I stayed in my room and worked on various projects for most of the day. It may not have been the most exciting day, but it was productive. I accomplished several things, made meaningful progress, and used my time well. Sometimes success does not arrive with fireworks and a marching band—it simply looks like quietly getting things done, one task at a time.

I’ve decided I am very lonely here. I do miss being with someone. It makes me want to cry.
           
>>>>>SEPTEMBER 3
Here we go again—wide awake and at my computer by 3 a.m., adding new thoughts, rearranging sentences, and polishing every word until it feels just right.
      GOOD MORNING
While most of the world is still sleeping, my mind is already awake—stretching, exploring, and searching for fresh ideas. The early-morning sky may still be dark, but inside my head, every light is on, and the ideas are already dancing!
           
There is something wonderfully peaceful about writing at this quiet hour. There are no interruptions and very little noise—just me, the glowing screen, and a lively parade of words waiting to find their proper places.
           
Some people count sheep when they are wide awake at 3 a.m.; apparently, I count paragraphs! Before long, those paragraphs begin linking arms, marching across the page, and transforming themselves into something much larger—a story, a blog, or perhaps the beginning of another book.
        A BOOK?
In fact, each week I feel as though I am writing a brand-new book for you—one story, lesson, memory, and reflection at a time. The words continue piling up, creating a colorful record of my adventures, struggles, discoveries, victories, and the many surprises still waiting around the next corner. Every small entry becomes another piece of the much bigger story of my life.
             
Perhaps one day, all these words will find their way into a book—or perhaps several. After all, a life as full, complicated, unpredictable, and adventurous as mine could never be squeezed comfortably between the covers of a single volume. My story needs room to breathe, wander, stumble, rise again—and maybe even juggle its way through an entire shelf!
          NEURO
No one here knows that I have not eaten for an entire week. Life at The Legacy is different from my time at NeuroRestorative, where the staff monitored me much more closely and were more involved in my daily routine. Here, I have greater independence, which can feel freeing—but it also means I must take greater responsibility for protecting my health.
           
Still, something this serious should not remain a secret. Going so long without food—and then beginning to eat again—can cause dangerous medical complications, even if I feel perfectly fine. Had I felt that anything was wrong, I would have told the staff immediately. However, some complications may develop without obvious warning signs, so I now realize that feeling fine is not the same as being medically safe. Be careful.
       
The pages are already being written; I simply have to keep showing up, placing my fingers on the keyboard, and allowing the next chapter to unfold. Of course, even an enthusiastic early-morning writer eventually has to step away from the computer and prepare for the day.
        SHOWER DAY
Since today is Thursday, it is officially shower day—and yes, I followed through! I stepped beneath the warm water, washed away the remaining sleepiness, and emerged feeling clean, refreshed, and ready to face whatever the day decided to toss my way. Sometimes, one simple shower can transform the entire direction of a morning.
           
It can feel like pressing the reset button on your body and mind. Suddenly, I was fully awake, energized, and ready to make Thursday productive. I was looking sharp, feeling renewed, and smelling like success—whatever success smells like! With the shower completed, there was only one more important stop in my early-morning grooming routine.
          SHAVE TIME
After shower time came shave time. I have developed quite a schedule: I shave my head at 5 p.m. and then give it another quick shave at 5 a.m. the following morning. Apparently, my hair never gets much of an opportunity to stage a comeback! Keeping my head smooth helps me feel clean, polished, and prepared to meet the day with confidence. Once the writing, showering, and shaving were finished, I was ready for a little entertainment.
          REACHER
Lately, that entertainment has been Reacher on Amazon Prime. This gripping crime-and-action series delivers an exciting combination of mystery, danger, suspense, clever twists, and explosive confrontations. Each episode pulls me deeper into the story, making it difficult to step away from the computer—or resist the temptation to watch just one more.
       
The acting is excellent, the characters are compelling, and the story moves forward with tremendous force. Reacher himself is intelligent, fearless, and always prepared to confront trouble head-on. Search for “Reacher” on YouTube or Amazon Prime.
         
It is certainly a remarkably well-made show—and once Reacher becomes involved, the bad guys are about to have a spectacularly unpleasant day! Between writing new chapters of my own story and watching Reacher straighten out everyone else’s, Thursday is already off to an action-packed beginning.           
            BY EARLY MORNING
Everything above was written before 7 a.m. While much of the world was still waking up, my mind was already juggling ideas—and thankfully, it had not dropped one yet! More thoughts continued marching into my imagination, each one asking for a place on the page.
             
I must capture these thoughts before they disappear, shape them into meaningful words, and share them with you. Perhaps one will make you smile, help you through a difficult moment, or inspire you to see your life more brightly. That wonderful possibility keeps me writing.
          NO MORE OF MY ANT FRIENDS (OR UNCLE FRIENDS)
I finally discovered where the ants were entering my room—they had found a secret pathway through a tiny opening in the window handle. Those clever little explorers had been using it as their private doorway! I covered the hole with clear packing tape, officially closing the entrance.
       
There should be no more tiny ant visitors wandering through my room. I am glad the problem is solved, although I must admit, I may miss seeing those determined little adventurers. Their miniature highway is now closed for good—no tolls, no detours, and no ants allowed!
       
5pm–Dinner time, but not for me. I’m still not hungry, but I feel cleared out.
I stayed in my room all day by myself; no one checked on me.
Drinking wine on an empty stomach, here I go.
             
BOOM BOOM BOOM –Thunder and lightning again tonight. Can you hear it?
         
>>>>>SEPTEMBER 4
As I awoke, there was no hunger at all. I will start eating today, fruit first, then we’ll see. Nex time I will be doing a full month of not eating. No, they won’t find me dead somewhere. I do not know how much weight I may have lost, but after seven days without food, I understand that I must proceed carefully.
   
My clear-tape barricade worked—there were no tiny ant visitors exploring the window area this morning. I must admit, though, I miss my little friends. The room feels strangely quiet without their miniature morning parade. Still, they belong outside, and I belong in here—so our friendship will simply have to continue through the window!
                   
Surprisingly, I did not feel hungry at all during the entire week. Still, the absence of hunger does not necessarily mean the body is receiving everything it needs. Because restarting food after a prolonged fast can cause serious complications, I will begin slowly—with only a small amount of food approved by my medical team.
           
Have you ever gone without food for an extended period? A weeklong fast can be dangerous, especially for anyone with health conditions or taking medications, and it should never be attempted without medical supervision. Success sometimes means challenging yourself—but it also means listening to your body and knowing when to call in the experts!
           
I continue to ask myself the same question: What am I doing here? In my heart, I feel that I should be back on the road—exploring new places, meeting interesting people, and fully embracing life. Here, there are no therapies or classes designed to help me improve, grow stronger, or regain more independence.
         
They offer daily activities, but most seem intended for people who are much older than I feel. I may live among older adults, but I refuse to think or act old. My adventurous spirit is still wide awake, tapping its foot impatiently and asking, “All right, Kit—where are we going next?”
         
Right now, I am trying to remember what life was like before computers, cell phones, the internet, and all the remarkable technology we now take for granted. We wrote letters by hand, searched through encyclopedias for information, and unfolded enormous paper maps across the dashboard whenever we needed to find our way.
         
I just returned from breakfast, where I ate only a small serving of fruit. I had read that fruit could be a gentle way to awaken my “tummy-tum” after a long fast—but after seven days without food, I know that choosing the safest foods requires more than advice from the internet.
         
Lunch was a choice between Spaghetti with Meat Sauce and Chicken Alfredo. I could decide so I had a little of both. It was absolutely fabulous.
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PART 3—BLOG 393—The Amazing Advancements Humans Are Making!
Be Different—Find Your Own Way.

Life is waiting for you. Do you see it?
You have choices; are you making the right ones?
There are various ways of seeing and dealing with life.
Are you choosing correctly?
         
THE GREAT HUMAN LEAP?
Humanity is advancing faster than ever. Ideas once found only in science fiction are becoming part of everyday life. We are not simply building better machines—we are discovering new ways to heal, communicate, explore, learn, and live.
       
Not long ago, people stared at the moon and wondered what it would be like to touch it. We watched birds soar and dreamed of flying. Diseases spread without effective treatments, and messages traveled no faster than horses could carry them.
       
YET HUMANITY KEPT ASKING ONE POWERFUL QUESTION:  “What if?”
What if we could fly, restore hearing, replace a damaged heart, help an injured person walk again, or speak instantly with someone across the world? Remarkably, we are already doing these things. The impossible has developed an embarrassing habit of becoming possible!
       
I remember using one of the earliest personal computers while writing my first book, “Juggling with Finesse,” in 1982. The machine was slow, bulky, and remarkably limited by today’s standards, yet it felt almost magical at the time.
                   
There was no Google, no internet, and certainly no cloud quietly protecting my words. I saved everything on a five-and-a-quarter-inch floppy disk—an object that was actually floppy — and kept it with me! Even then, I felt as though I were writing the future.
         
Today, I use a computer to write my blog, improve my books, share the many experiences of my life, and connect with wonderful people worldwide—people just like you! With a few taps on the keyboard, my thoughts can travel farther and faster than I ever could in my van. What an astonishing leap technology has made—and what an incredible opportunity it gives us to learn, create, inspire, and bring people together!
           
Scientists are now repairing genes, detecting diseases earlier, growing human tissue, and creating personalized treatments. Researchers are exploring neuroplasticity—the brain’s remarkable ability to reorganize itself—while brain-computer interfaces, advanced prosthetics, and rehabilitation technology may help people regain movement, communication, and independence.
       
Artificial intelligence assists with medicine, education, translation, research, farming, and dangerous rescue work. Meanwhile, cleaner energy, electric vehicles, reusable rockets, and space exploration are helping us protect our planet while reaching toward others.
     
Still, our greatest advancement will not be a faster computer, a smarter robot, or a rocket powerful enough to reach Mars. It will be learning to use these remarkable tools wisely—with compassion, responsibility, and respect for one another.
     
Technology may extend life, but love, laughter, purpose, and meaningful work make life worth living. Progress is also found in the patient taking another step, the student asking another question, and the person told, “You will never,” quietly answering, “Just watch me.”
           
The future is not merely waiting for us—we are building it with every courageous idea, compassionate choice, and determined step forward. Growth—I love it! It keeps us learning, reaching, and turning today’s possibilities into tomorrow’s remarkable reality.
           
SO KEEP ASKING THAT SMALL BUT POWERFUL QUESTION >> WHAT IF?
   
You can help shape this remarkable new world we are building. Expand your hopes, raise your expectations, and believe in what we can accomplish together. The future is not simply something we enter—it is something we create. Dream boldly, move forward with courage, and add your own brilliance to what comes next! 

DO NOT WAIT FOR MONDAY. TAKE ONE SMALL STEP TODAY.
YOUR BETTER LIFE BEGINS NOW.
ADD TO THE WORLD IN A GREAT WAY.
DO SOMETHING WONDERFUL!
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YOU ARE IMPORTANT — TAKE GOOD CARE OF YOURSELF.
WILL YOU BE THE FIRST TO REACH 200 YEARS OF AGE?
LIFE IS WAITING FOR YOU — CATCH UP!
LIVE FOR NOW! NOT YESTERDAY! NOT TOMORROW! NOW IS THE TIME!
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PART 4) 🔥 THE MAGIC OF QUOTES ✨
Inspirational quotes are mental spark plugs. 💥 They wake up the mind, shrink problems down to size, and give your spirit a running start. One powerful sentence can turn “I can’t” into “Why not?”—a small flashlight guiding you through a dark hallway. 🔦
           
But the real magic comes through repetition. The more you repeat a truth, the more deeply you believe it—and the more your life begins to reflect it. A quote hanging on the wall is decoration. A quote put into action becomes transformation.
             
Simple truth:
A quote on a page is nice…
A quote you live by?
Now that’s power. ✨
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1) “If I have seen further, it is by standing
on the shoulders of giants.”
— Isaac Newton
       
2) “Advanced technology is no
different from the magic I do.”
— Kit Summers
       
3) “Creativity is thinking up new things.
Innovation is doing new things.”
— Theodore Levitt
             
4) “Impossible only means that you
haven’t found the solution yet.”
– Anonymous
             
5) “However far modern science and techniques have
fallen short of their inherent possibilities,
they have taught mankind at least one lesson:
Nothing is impossible.”
— Lewis Mumford
               
6) “There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man–

True nobility is being superior to your former self.”
— Ernest Hemingway
               
7) “The best way to predict the
future is to create it.”
— Peter Drucker
       
8) “Never before in history has innovation offered

promise of so much to so many in so short a time.”
— Bill Gates

9) Our virtues and our failures are inseparable,
like force and matter.
When they separate, man is no more.”
– Nikola Tesla
         
10) “The true sign of intelligence is
not knowledge, but imagination.”
— Albert Einstein
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PART 5—YOUR CHALLENGE FOR THE WEEK >>>>>
Take one full day to pay closer attention to your relationship with food. Notice what draws you toward a meal: appetite, routine, comfort, companionship, or the pleasure of something delicious. Drink water throughout the day, slow down at the table, and give yourself time to appreciate each bite. Then, don’t eat for at least one full day.
         
When you return to eating —
Don’t just feed your face.
Put your fork or spoon down between bites.
Carefully analyze each bite before it drops into the stomach.
“Think” as you eat.
Examine the taste.
Examine the texture.
Find the pleasure in each morsel.
       
Do this consistently, and you will begin to lose weight, improve your fitness, and feel stronger and healthier. The results may not appear overnight, but every positive choice moves you closer to the person you want to become. Keep going—small steps, repeated faithfully, can create a remarkable transformation.
           
Let an ordinary meal become an opportunity for discovery. What do you enjoy most—the flavors, the familiar ritual, or the people sharing the experience? You don’t have to go without nourishment to discover something meaningful about eating.
           
Sometimes, simply stepping away from autopilot is enough to awaken a fresh sense of appreciation. A little mindful attention can reveal how much a meal adds to your day—not only through the food on your plate, but also through the comfort, connection, and joy surrounding it.

Always remember Christopher Jones, who can help promote you.
Email: christopher@woodsidemotion.com
Website: https://woodsidemotion.com/

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PART 6) NEXT WEEK>>>>>
BLOG 394–More Ideas for a Better Life
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🌟 PART 7) FINAL THOUGHTS 🌟
Because the best is always still ahead.
So juggle joy like it’s the air you breathe.
The horizon holds more than you can yet imagine.
YOU CAN DO THIS IN ALL AREAS. YOU CAN BE MORE—YOU ARE MORE!
Your present moment is not the finish line—it’s your starting block.
Chase sunsets as if they’re secret treasures waiting just for you.
Laugh so loudly that tomorrow leans in to listen.
Write me today—kitsummers@gmail.com
Live as though you’ve only just begun—
🌟BECAUSE YOU TRULY HAVE! 🌟

✨KITTING AROUND✨
BLOG 392—For a Better Life
Always Keep Getting Better than Yesterday!
Read This Entire Blog; It’s Good for Your Brain.
The full blog is here —https://kitsummers.com/blog/
Learn More About Me >> https://youtu.be/G4qaG2yi7hI
This Blog is Best Read on a laptop rather than Your Phone.
By KIT SUMMERS—World-Class Juggler to World-Class Comeback 

Once upon a life, I made gravity nervous— Thirty-seven silent days offstage.
Seven of them. A world record— But throwing purpose, grit, and joy.
Because physics loves a good insult. Balancing healing.
Then came the truck—the coma. 😄 Tossing hope sky-high. 🤹‍♂️
     
Bigger than applause. What’s next on Kit’s journey?
Now I lift humans. Back to juggling? Back to life?
Writing is how I breathe. Stay with Kit and find out.
Do these words help you, too? Life can get better.
That’s magic catching air. 🎉 Life will get better! ✨

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My new address here is >>
The Legacy at Highwoods Preserve
18600 Highwoods Preserve Pkwy, #217, Tampa, FL  33647
(A love letter would be dandy. kitsummers@gmail.com
kitsummers.com     https://www.legacypreservetampa.com/
Call me >> 610-400-3233
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NONE OF US WILL LIVE FOREVER—SO MAKE YOUR PLANS NOW!
EVERY DAY IS A NEW DAY—A CHANCE TO BEGIN A NEW LIFE.
DON’T LIVE IN THE PAST OR WAIT FOR THE FUTURE.
IT IS THE ONLY MOMENT YOU HOLD!
MAKE THE MOST OF THIS MOMENT.
I FEEL THIS IS MY BEST BLOG YET! 

A quick directory >>
Part 1—The Beginnings — Obvious.
Part 2—Things that Happened This Week. 
Part 3—THE BLOG.
Part 4—Inspirational Quotes.
Part 5—Your Challenge.  
Part 6—Blog for Next Week.
Part 7—Final Thoughts — Obvious.

ALWAYS REMEMBER >>
When your life nears its end, what will you want to look back on? Will you remember the dreams you chased, the people you loved, and the moments when you chose courage over comfort? We often overestimate what we can accomplish quickly, yet underestimate what steady effort can achieve over time. A remarkable life is rarely created in one giant leap—it is built through many small, determined steps.
             
I’ve been writing my blog for many years, carefully sharing my experiences, thoughts, struggles, successes, and lessons learned along the way. With every post, I hope my words do more than simply entertain you—I hope they encourage you to think, grow, smile, and see your own life from a brighter perspective.
       
If even one sentence inspires you to make a positive change, face a challenge with greater courage, or appreciate the wonderful life you already have, then all those hours at the keyboard have been worthwhile. My greatest hope is that these words add something meaningful to your journey and help you expand your life into something stronger, happier, and even more extraordinary.
         
Improve the little things each day, and gradually, they can grow into something phenomenal. Speak more kindly. Take better care of your body. Spend time with people who lift your spirits. Learn something new—every day, laugh whenever possible, and keep moving toward the person you want to become. Small choices may seem insignificant today, but repeated over time, they can completely transform your future.
           
Happiness is not about having everything you want; it is about appreciating and enjoying what you already have. There will always be another goal to reach and another mountain to climb, but do not become so focused on tomorrow that you miss the beauty of today. Notice the sunshine, enjoy a good meal, cherish a friendly conversation, and celebrate every bit of progress—even if it occasionally arrives wearing mismatched socks.
           
I write these words for you, but I also write them for myself. The lessons I share are reminders that help me keep growing, believing, and moving forward. We are all works in progress, and none of us has everything figured out. That is perfectly all right. Life is not asking us to be perfect; it is asking us to remain awake, involved, and willing to try again.
           
As you read each blog, write down the ideas that can help you move forward. Do not merely collect inspiring words—put them to work. Even one valuable thought, supported by one positive action, can become a stepping-stone toward a stronger, happier life. Keep learning. Keep growing. Keep believing in yourself. 

PART 1: THE BEGINNINGS

Keep smiling. Keep growing. Keep believing in yourself.               
YES—YOU’RE GETTING THERE!
         
I heard from my dear friend, Phyllis Lynch, about my last blog:
“Great blog as always, Kit! I don’t know how you keep coming up with all these great topics to write about!!!! Funny though, because just yesterday I decided to jump on the trampoline with my grandsons. It’s been forever since I’ve been on a trampoline (especially with a bunch of little ones jumping at the same time haaaa). Be well, my friend! Keep ’em coming! Love all of your writings!!!”–Phyllis ; ) 😁
         
How about you? What do you think of my blog? I would truly love to hear your thoughts. Did something I wrote make you smile, think differently, or inspire you to take action? Perhaps you agreed with my words—or maybe you saw things from another point of view. Either way, please send me a message and share what is on your mind. Your thoughts, ideas, and honest feedback mean a great deal to me. After all, I may be writing the words, but you are an important part of this journey, too!
           
Currently, I am alone with a sad face.
Not sure what it will take to bring back more joy.
Perhaps you have a lonely friend?
     
As I type these words, I’m watching CBS Sunday Morning, a program I’ve been missing because of timing. It is filled with terrific, thoughtful stories that make you pause, reflect, and see life from a fresh perspective.
                 
The sky may be cloudy today with thunder and lightning, but that will not keep me indoors.
I’ll be out there enjoying the day—because even cloudy days deserve a little sunshine from us.
         
BOOM  BOOM  BOOM
BOOM  BOOM  BOOM
BOOM  BOOM  BOOM
(Tell me the truth, did you read every boom?)
A thunderstorm is coming through right now (can you hear it?)
         
Weekends move so slowly here. I spent most of the day on my computer, watching videos and letting the hours quietly drift by. TV does nothing for me. Still, I managed to put some good time into the blog. Did you notice? Even on a slow day, a little creativity keeps life moving forward.
     
As you might remember, Monday and Thursday are my regular shower days. That schedule has worked perfectly well for me—until today, when I suddenly began feeling unusually itchy. Apparently, my skin has looked at the calendar and decided it does not approve of waiting.
         
The itching makes me want to jump into the shower right now, but I think I can survive until tomorrow morning and shower day. It is only one more night, after all. Until then, I will try not to scratch myself into a new work of abstract art. Tomorrow’s shower is going to feel especially wonderful!
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PART 2) THINGS THAT HAPPENED THIS WEEK

Kit’s Daily Delight Inspiration — Served Playfully.
Good morning! Or good afternoon… or good evening.
One of the wonderful things about words is that they never complain or expire when they’re read a little late. With readers in all time zones around the world, I really don’t know what time it is for you right now.
     
>>>>>AUGUST 22
It’s Saturday again—a fresh chance to look ahead and think about the possibilities waiting in the coming week. What exciting plans will you make? Life keeps moving, so step forward with it. Don’t let another week quietly pass you by—make it count!
           
As I looked toward the week ahead, the clouds outside began to clear, and a fantastic day unfolded. Now it was my turn to do my part and make it wonderful. Each new day offers choices, opportunities, and fresh reasons to smile. Begin today with determination, create your own sunshine, and make the day fantastic—after all, much of it is up to you!
           
Of course, a wonderful day can be made even brighter by a delicious meal. Once again, I must say—the food here is fabulous! Lunch was fettuccine Alfredo with shrimp, and every creamy, flavorful bite was absolutely divine. I continue to be amazed by how enjoyable a meal can be. My taste buds may never want to leave! But, as I wrote to my sister, you will see less and less of me writing about the food I consume.
             
After such a satisfying lunch, however, my energy began to fade. Please don’t tell anyone, but I must admit I spent quite a while lying in bed, letting my body and mind relax. I wasn’t really sleeping, but I had slipped into a deep, heavy state of rest—the kind where your eyes close, your thoughts drift quietly, and the rest of the world seems to disappear. Sometimes, even when sleep refuses to arrive, peaceful rest can still give the body exactly what it needs.
           
That rest felt especially necessary because I’m not sure where this stubborn tiredness is coming from. It feels like more than ordinary fatigue—it feels like complete exhaustion, even though I haven’t done anything physically demanding. I have been writing for the blog, but surely tapping keys cannot be considered an Olympic event.
           
Then again, writing may not tire my body, but all that thinking, creating, and searching for just the right words could be quietly exhausting my mind. Writing may look like sitting still, but the brain can run an entire marathon without ever leaving the chair—and mine may have forgotten to bring a water bottle!
         
Thankfully, after my mental marathon, dinner provided another comforting reward. I enjoyed a tasty casserole made with hamburger and potatoes. Its rich, satisfying flavor reminded me of the biscuits and gravy I enjoy in the morning—almost as though breakfast had quietly sneaked onto the dinner menu. It was a warm and delicious way to bring another Saturday to a close.
         
I know that you can’t taste or even smell my food, so, as I’ve suggested, you will see less and less from me about what I’ve put in my mouth.
             
>>>>>AUGUST 23        
It is 6:00 a.m., and I have already been tapping away at the keys for a couple of hours. While much of the world is still sleeping, I have been thinking, reflecting, and carefully shaping these words for you. Each sentence begins as a tiny thought, but with patience and polishing, it grows into something I hope will encourage you, brighten your day, and perhaps inspire you to take one more positive step forward.
           
Those early-morning hours passed quickly, and before I knew it, lunchtime had arrived. Lunch was a simple chili dog. They offered me two, but I asked for only one—and one was more than enough. My appetite remains surprisingly light here, perhaps because meals arrive so frequently and the portions are usually quite generous.
           
Because I have been eating less, I have even considered attempting another fast. However, going without food for a week or two is something I should discuss with the staff first. Besides, meals are among the highlights of living here. If I stopped eating, what would I do with all that extra time? I might have to take up another hobby—or write three more books!
         
Then again, finding time between meals may be the real challenge. Sometimes it feels as though I finish one meal, blink twice, and someone is already preparing to feed me again. I certainly cannot complain about going hungry. Around here, the greater challenge is recognizing when I have had enough—and convincing my fork that its shift is officially over.
           
After lunch, the day settled into its usual quiet Sunday rhythm. It is 3:11 now, and the afternoon is moving slowly. There is not much happening here, but it is Sunday, after all—a day that seems to stroll while the rest of the week runs. At the moment, typing these words for you gives me something meaningful to do and keeps my mind active.
       
Still, I do not want to write simply to fill empty hours or take up space. I want my words to have a purpose—to make you think, smile, or see your life from a fresh perspective. Perhaps something I write today will encourage you tomorrow. If these words brighten even one small corner of your day, then neither my time nor yours has been wasted.
           
Eventually, the slow afternoon gave way to another anticipated moment: dinner. Tonight’s meal was creamy chicken stew served over a warm, fluffy biscuit. It was rich, comforting, and quite tasty—the kind of food that feels like a gentle hug from the inside.
                   
I requested only a half serving, and that turned out to be exactly the right amount. I enjoyed every bite without leaving the table feeling overly full. Sometimes, a smaller portion is all it takes to satisfy the appetite and make a meal—and the day—feel complete. Words about food, you will see less and less.
                   
>>>>>AUGUST 24
After reading through the blog several times, I changed a word here, polished a thought there, and smoothed out a few rough edges. It is only Monday, and most of the rewriting is already finished. Somehow, writing this blog seems to come naturally—the words simply tumble onto the page as if they have been waiting for their turn.
                 
Have you ever tried writing this way? Simply sit down, place your hands on the keyboard, begin typing, and see where your thoughts lead you. Don’t worry about making every sentence perfect—just relax and allow the words to flow freely.
             
You may be surprised by the stories, memories, and ideas hiding inside you, patiently waiting for the chance to come alive. Sometimes, the most meaningful words appear when we stop searching for them and give them room to find us. Your mind may be holding an entire treasure chest—and writing is the key that opens it. 

PERHAPS YOU SHOULD BEGIN YOUR OWN BLOG TODAY? 

First thing this morning, a shower was definitely called for. Now I feel clean, refreshed, and pleasantly human again! I have spent most of the morning at my computer, writing and keeping my mind occupied. Still, it remains difficult to be here with nothing planned and no clear direction for moving forward. I need something meaningful to work toward—not simply a way to pass the hours, but a reason to feel excited about tomorrow.
           
Later, I rode the bus to Publix with two staff members, Keia, and a new person she was training, Brianna. Naturally, I bought a few treats—and yes, I broke down and bought more chocolate. Apparently, chocolate has a remarkable ability to leap into my shopping cart when I am not looking. Once again, I thought that if they used a smaller vehicle for trips like this, we all could have fit comfortably while using far less gas.
     
A few weeks ago, I shaved every bit of hair from my head. Now that it is beginning to grow back, I have discovered that my little tuft of hair at the top-front of my head seems to have disappeared. Total baldness may be approaching, and I am not quite sure how I feel about it.
           
Then again, perhaps my hair is simply retiring before the rest of me. After all these years of growing, blowing in the wind, and surviving countless haircuts, it may have decided that it has worked long enough and deserves an early vacation. Perhaps each strand packed a tiny suitcase, waved goodbye, and headed for a sunny beach somewhere.
           
If baldness is the next chapter of my life, I will welcome it with a smile. I may have less hair on my head, but I still have plenty of ideas inside it—and just think of all the time and money I will save on shampoo, combs, and haircuts!
           
If baldness is the next chapter of my life, I will welcome it with a smile, a polished head, and a good sense of humor. Besides, I will save money on shampoo, spend less time fixing my hair, and never have to worry about waking up with bedhead again. Sometimes, even losing something comes with a few unexpected benefits!
           
Once again, only two of us rode in the 14-passenger bus. It seemed wasteful to burn so much fuel while transporting so few people. As I have suggested before, Legacy should consider purchasing a reliable, inexpensive used car for medical appointments and other small trips.
             
The larger bus is an excellent choice for group outings, as it allows many residents to travel together comfortably and safely. However, when only one or two residents need transportation to a doctor’s appointment or another nearby destination, using such a large vehicle seems unnecessary.
           
A smaller car would be far more practical, easier to maneuver, less expensive to operate, and much more fuel-efficient. It would reduce wear and tear on the larger bus, lower fuel costs, and help the environment. Having both options available would allow Legacy to choose the right vehicle for each trip—because transporting two people should not require a bus built for fourteen.
             
>>>>>AUGUST 25
Today’s outing took me to an imaging center for a bone-density scan. I’m not entirely sure what the results will reveal, but I hope they show that my bones are still holding me together quite nicely! The scan was ordered for my upcoming doctor’s appointment on September 1. I’ll let you know what I learn and how everything goes.
         
They held another happy hour today, and I joined the festivities for about forty-five minutes—just enough “happy” for one afternoon! I spent the time surrounded by many of the older residents, including one remarkable woman who is 97 years old.
             
Even so, it still feels strange to be living among so many people who are much older than I feel. I may be 67 on the calendar, but inside, I remain curious, energetic, and eager to discover what comes next. Perhaps age is not simply the number of years we have lived, but the amount of life we are still determined to experience. 100, here I come. So I didn’t last one hour at the happy hour. 

JUST TWO CUPS OF LITE BEER AND I WAS HAPPY ENOUGH. 

On the dinner menu, it was listed as “American Meatloaf.” Naturally, I asked if I could have the Japanese meatloaf instead—which earned a good laugh. The meatloaf came with creamy mashed potatoes, warm cornbread, and sauerkraut, making it a delicious and satisfying dinner. The food here continues to impress me—my taste buds may never want to move out!
       
I just saw the heartbreaking news that Dolly Parton has died at the age of 80. What a shock, I never imagined her passing away. She seemed larger than life—overflowing with music, humor, generosity, and joy. Her passing reminds us once again that none of us will live forever. That is why we must treasure each day, love people while they are here, and leave behind as much kindness as we can.
           
Speaking of death. There must have been many here at Legacy who have died. I am not seeing any current residents who are on their way out. Yes, we are all heading toward death. I hope you accomplish what you want to before you end.
         
>>>>>AUGUST 26
It is 7:20 now, and I have been awake for quite a while. This morning, I feel strong, alert, and not the least bit tired. That makes me wonder: Where does that mysterious exhaustion come from on other days—and where does it disappear to when I feel this good?
             
As you may know, I plan to live beyond the age of 100. Would you like to join me in that ambitious adventure? I find it almost impossible to imagine no longer being alive. Life is such an extraordinary gift, filled with endless possibilities. Do you ever think about your own death—or does the thought make you appreciate being alive even more?
             
It still feels strange to be living in a home for older adults. I often wonder what everyone else does throughout the day. As I walk along the halls, I hear televisions playing behind many closed doors. Perhaps watching television is how some residents relax, pass the hours, and remain connected to the world beyond these walls. Still, I cannot help wondering: Is this how they truly want to spend their remaining time, or have they forgotten that life—even here—can still hold new experiences, meaningful connections, and unexpected joy?
           THERE IS DARLING DOLLY        
There is a variety of events going on each day, but none of interest to me.
I see a few people at these. Today is:
10 am–Silver sneakers–workout for old people.
10:30–Daily Chronicles and Chat.
11–TED Talk TV movie.
1 pm–Balloon Mindton
2 pm–Hearts Card Game.
3 pm–Bingo
7 pm–Poker
So, nothing there for me. I will work out on my own this afternoon.
     
Less and less about food, you will see.     
Lunch today offered a difficult choice: shrimp scampi or spaghetti with meat sauce. Naturally, I solved the problem by asking for a little of each—and both were absolutely delicious! The meals here continue to impress me. My compliments to the kitchen; my taste buds are very happy residents!
         
Today, I received my new video to help promote things. Take a look >>
https://youtu.be/zs-V8w5vHnE
Please, let me know what you think.
   
>>>>>AUGUST 27
I had to write this down immediately, before the memory drifted away—as dreams so often do. In the dream, I was with a woman, and the love between us was soooooo strong that it seemed to fill every part of me.
           
Although we had been together for only a short time, it felt as though our hearts had known each other forever. I remember holding her close, tasting her kiss, and feeling that she was absolutely exquisite. For those few beautiful moments, I was completely loved—and completely in love.
         
Then I awoke. The warmth slowly faded, the beautiful dream slipped quietly beyond my reach, and I opened my eyes to the life I am living now. That was when the sadness settled over me—the kind that comes when your heart has briefly touched something wonderful, only to discover it was never truly there.
         
Still, perhaps the dream came to remind me that my heart is very much alive—still capable of loving deeply, still longing for companionship, and still believing that somewhere along the road ahead, love may find me again.
             
Could you be the woman I have been waiting for—the one whose heart is ready to love deeply, laugh freely, and build something beautiful together? Or perhaps you have a lonely friend, searching for the same warmth, companionship, and meaningful connection that I hope to find.
           
Maybe our paths have crossed for a reason. Among all the people in this enormous world, perhaps life gently guided us toward one another at precisely the right moment—two hearts arriving at the same place, ready to discover what beautiful possibilities might unfold.
               
Sometimes love does not arrive with fireworks or a grand announcement. Sometimes it enters quietly—beginning with a few honest words, a shared smile, and two hopeful hearts brave enough to open the door and simply say hello.
                   
Perhaps that is how something beautiful begins: one conversation, one laugh, and one tender moment at a time. We may not know where this path will lead, but every unforgettable love story starts somewhere. Could this be the beginning of ours?
                             
Thursday has arrived, which means it is shower day—so into the shower I went! Mondays and Thursdays seem to be the perfect schedule for me. Two showers a week are enough to keep me feeling fresh and comfortable, and my body seems quite satisfied with the arrangement. Because I am not juggling or working out much these days, I do not have the smells that come with those two efforts.
           
Right now, I feel wonderfully clean and refreshed, and that simple feeling makes me happy. There is something uplifting about stepping out of the shower, putting on clean clothes, and feeling ready to face the day. Sometimes, happiness does not require anything grand—it can begin with warm water, a fresh start, and a very clean Kit!
               
It is still so early, yet I have already added many new words to this week’s blog. While much of the world is still sleeping, my thoughts are wide awake, dancing through my mind and landing on the page. I sincerely hope you enjoy reading these words as much as I have enjoyed writing them. Perhaps somewhere within them, you will discover an idea that makes you smile, encourages you, or inspires you to take one positive step forward today.
         
I’m letting my hair grow out again, but this time, I plan to keep it neat and under control. I’m curious to see how it looks as it grows—and whether my hair still remembers what it is supposed to do! My facial hair will also be carefully trimmed, shaved, and maintained. I may be embracing a more natural look, but I have no intention of letting myself resemble a man who has been lost in the wilderness for six months. Growing older may be unavoidable, but growing untidy is entirely optional!
           
Breakfast is over, and I have already eaten. Now comes the big question: What should I do next? I plan to head outside, practice my juggling, and attempt a little running—anything to keep my body moving and my spirit alive. But I often wonder: What do all the other residents do with the long hours of their day? How do they stay active, interested, and connected to life?
           
I find myself feeling dreadfully tired far too often. There was a time when I had more energy than I knew what to do with—I was always moving, juggling, traveling, creating, and searching for the next adventure. My energy seemed almost endless, as though someone had forgotten to install an “off” switch.
           
Now, that energy can be difficult to find. Some days, even simple activities feel like they require far more effort than they once did. I wonder where all that strength and enthusiasm went—and, more importantly, how I can bring some of it back. I feel like I am an old person; could it be the place I am in doing that to me?
       
Still, I refuse to believe that my energy has disappeared forever. Perhaps it is simply hiding, waiting for me to uncover it through better rest, healthier choices, steady movement, and a renewed sense of purpose. I may not have the same energy I once had, but I still have determination—and sometimes determination is the spark that gets the whole engine running again. 
       
It feels strange living here, where each meal becomes something to anticipate and plan around. Breakfast leads to thoughts of lunch, and lunch is followed by wondering what will be served for dinner. And then awakening and wondering what food is next.
             
Meals are often the biggest events of the day—the small milestones that keep the hours moving forward. Lunch will be here soon—oh boy! My taste buds are preparing for another grand adventure. So it will be hard to limit what I eat.
           
Lunch—yum! Today’s chicken-and-vegetable curry, served over rice, was absolutely delicious. At every meal, I ask for half the usual serving size because that is normally plenty for me. This time, however, I found myself wishing I had ordered more. I could have asked for another helping—but no, I decided to leave my taste buds wanting an encore! Hoping the encore will come with dinner.
           
Right now, I am watching Reacher, an exciting crime show filled with plenty of action and suspense. This episode was filmed in the Philadelphia area, which makes it especially interesting to me. I once owned a house about twenty miles south of Philly, so many of the surroundings feel familiar. Recognizing the area gives me a personal connection to the story—and makes an already exciting show even more enjoyable.
     
Outside, I can hear it again—boom, boom, boom! Can you hear it, too? I wonder what is causing all that noise. Perhaps a thunderstorm is rolling in, or maybe the sky has decided to practice playing the drums! I’ll investigate this booming mystery and let you know what I discover.
       
>>>>>AUGUST 28
My little ant friend returned this morning to say hello and explore my computer. Whenever an ant appears, I see only this one tiny visitor, so I have decided it must be the same little fellow each time. As you can probably tell, he has become my friend—a very small companion with six legs, endless curiosity, and absolutely no respect for personal space!
     
Yesterday I spoke with my sister, Kath, on the phone.
She had some suggestions that will add to my life, so I will implement them. She suggested >>
1) To wear shoes more often, people often don’t want to see bare feet.
2) There is not much hope that a movie will be made about me (I see her point.)
3) Get out and move my body more; that is the plan.
4) No more writing about meals in my blog.
5) No more candy. Yes, I have picked up the human problem with eating too much sugar.          
You will see these areas change in my future.
           
Twice a day—at five in the morning and five in the evening—I run an electric razor over my face. My whiskers grow far too quickly to settle for only one shave a day. Since I have already shaved this morning, it must be past 5:00 a.m. Have you looked at your clock lately—or is time sneaking past you, too? Or is that subject too personal to write you about?
           
There was an outing today to visit a local museum. I considered going but ultimately told them, “No, thank you.” Looking at old artifacts and learning about the area’s past did not interest me at all. I would rather spend my time creating something new than staring at something old—unless, of course, the museum decides to put one of my juggling clubs on display!
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PART 3—BLOG 392—For a Better Life!

Be Different—Find Your Own Way.
Life is waiting for you. Do you see it?
You have choices; are you making the right ones?
There are various ways of seeing and dealing with life.
Are you choosing correctly?

• Take care of your body. Eat nourishing food, move whenever you safely can, rest without guilt, and pay attention when your body asks for help.
• Live in today. Learn from yesterday and prepare for tomorrow, but do not miss the only moment you can actually touch: this one. 
• Stay connected. Call someone, share a laugh, offer encouragement, and allow others to help you. Life grows warmer when it is shared. 
• Keep creating. Write, teach, juggle, speak, dream, or begin something new. Purpose keeps the inner lights glowing. 
• Spend time outside. Feel the sun, watch the clouds, listen to the birds, and remember that the world is much larger than your worries.
• Practice gratitude. You do not need a perfect life to appreciate one good meal, one kind person, or one beautiful morning.
• Turn adversity into opportunity. You cannot always control what happens, but you can decide what you will build from it.
• Keep your inner child awake. Remain curious, playful, and willing to look slightly ridiculous. Joy rarely arrives wearing a business suit.

CONNECT WITH NATURE!
It’s right out the window, see it? Nature may be one of the simplest keys to a happier, healthier life. It asks for no password, charges no admission, and never runs out of beauty. Sometimes, all we need to do is open the door and step outside.
           
Once, a man became so busy that he nearly forgot he was alive. Every morning, he checked his phone, rushed through breakfast, and hurried into another demanding day. Even while resting, his mind kept racing—like a squirrel that had swallowed too much coffee.
         
One Saturday, the power went out. His television fell silent, his computer screen went dark, and his phone battery died. With no technology left to entertain him, he reluctantly stepped outside—and suddenly realized that he had no idea what to do.
         
Warm sunlight touched his face as a gentle breeze moved through the trees. Birds sang from the branches, and wildflowers brightened the path. He began walking without a destination. With every step, the noise inside his mind grew quieter.
       
Eventually, he reached a peaceful pond and settled beneath the wide, sheltering branches of an old oak tree. Sunlight danced across the water, leaves whispered gently in the breeze, and for the first time in years, he allowed himself to sit quietly and simply breathe.
           
A short while later, an elderly woman came strolling along the path with a small, cheerful dog trotting beside her. As they approached, the dog paused to investigate a particularly fascinating patch of grass, and the woman stopped nearby. She noticed the calm expression on the man’s face and offered him a warm, knowing smile—as though she understood that he had just rediscovered something important.
         
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” she asked.
“I had forgotten how peaceful the world could be,” he replied.
“The world never stopped being peaceful,” she said.
“You simply stopped visiting this part of it.”
         
Her words stayed with him. From that day forward, he made time to walk outside. Nature did not remove his problems, but it helped him see them differently. The trees taught him to remain grounded while continuing to grow, and the changing seasons reminded him that every ending can lead to a new beginning.
       
You do not need to climb a mountain or explore a distant wilderness to reconnect with nature. Step outside. Feel the sunshine. Listen to the birds. Watch the clouds drift across the sky. Nature is waiting to welcome you back—open the door and say hello!

YOU HAVE A CHOICE—
STEP OUTSIDE.
EMBRACE THE MOMENT.
EXPERIENCE LIFE!

CONNECT WITH THE CHILD WITHIN YOU!
Rediscover the curiosity, playfulness, and joy that still live inside you. That child never disappeared; perhaps life simply became so busy that you stopped listening. Run barefoot through the grass. Lie on your back and watch the clouds drift by. Splash in a puddle, smell a flower, skip a stone across a pond, or sit quietly beneath a tree and breathe. Growing older does not mean we must stop playing, laughing, exploring, or being delightfully silly!
           
Modern life makes it far too easy to remain indoors, glued to screens and barely moving. We rush from one responsibility to another while the beautiful world outside waits patiently for us. Finding the motivation to step outdoors may sometimes be difficult, but nature is always worth the effort. Open the door, step into the sunlight, and let the fresh air remind you how wonderful it feels to be alive.
         
Take a few minutes each day to juggle. You don’t need a long or exhausting practice session—just five to ten minutes, several times throughout the day, can work wonders for both your mind and body. Juggling helps loosen your muscles, calm your thoughts, sharpen your focus, and lift your spirits.
               
Each toss encourages coordination, concentration, and confidence. So pick up a few balls, take a deep breath, and let them fly. A little juggling can add a surprising amount of balance to your day—in more ways than one!
               
Juggling loosens your muscles, awakens your brain, improves coordination, and helps you become fully present. As the objects rise and fall, everyday worries begin to fade, your breathing settles, and your attention becomes sharper. There is little room for stress when three balls are cheerfully demanding your complete attention!
               
So step away from the screen, pick up your juggling balls, and let them fly. A few playful minutes can calm your mind, brighten your mood, and help you return to the rest of your day feeling refreshed, focused, and ready for whatever comes next.
         
Even short periods of physical activity can help counter the effects of a sedentary lifestyle. Take a walk around the block, wander through a park, stretch beneath the open sky, or dance with the breeze when nobody is watching. You still have that childhood wonder–bring it on!
               
Time outdoors can sharpen our attention, reduce stress, lift our spirits, and strengthen our sense of empathy and compassion. Nature does not demand that we hurry or achieve anything. It simply invites us to slow down and become fully present.
           
For centuries, the natural world has inspired writers, artists, explorers, inventors, and dreamers. Its beauty, complexity, and magnificent mystery can quiet a busy mind, restore perspective, and awaken our imagination.
       
A towering tree reminds us to stand tall and remain strong, even when life’s storms shake our branches. A flowing river teaches us to keep moving forward, finding a new path whenever something blocks our way. And a tiny flower pushing through a crack in the sidewalk proves that life can flourish in the most unlikely places. Nature is always teaching us: be strong, stay flexible, and never stop growing.
           
Children understand this naturally. They do not need a reason to chase a butterfly, examine a strange rock, or laugh at a cloud shaped like a dancing elephant. They notice the small wonders adults often walk past without seeing. To a child, the world is not ordinary—it is an enormous playground filled with questions, possibilities, and discoveries waiting around every corner. 

DON’T “TURN” INTO AN ADULT.
NEVER BE “TOO” SERINESS!
STAY YOUNG AND PLAYFUL. 

Reconnect with the child still living inside you—the one who laughed freely, dreamed boldly, and found treasure in the smallest things. Ask questions. Explore unfamiliar places. Sing loudly, dance badly, splash in puddles, and allow yourself to be wonderfully ridiculous. Life is too short to spend every moment acting serious and sensible. Occasionally, your soul needs to loosen its tie and do a cartwheel!
           
Never lose your curiosity, playfulness, or joy. Bring back the sense of wonder you once carried so naturally, and let the magic of life amaze you all over again. The world has not run out of wonder—we have simply become too busy to notice it. Slow down, look around, and invite that joyful child to come outside and play.
             
IDEAS TO LIVE A BETTER LIFE
A man spent most of his life waiting for everything to become perfect. He would be happy when he earned more money. He would travel when he had more time. He would begin exercising on Monday and write his book next month.
     
Unfortunately, life never received the memo.
There were always bills to pay, problems to solve, and unexpected bananas rolling across the floor. Mondays brought fresh excuses, months became years, and his dreams slowly gathered dust.
(Could this be you I am writing about?)
       
One morning, the man looked into the mirror and barely recognized the older face staring back at him.
“Where did my life go?” he whispered.
That afternoon, he met an elderly woman feeding birds in the park.
       
“I wasted too much of my life waiting for the right time to begin living,” he admitted.
“Then stop waiting,” she replied. “A better life is built through small choices. Care for your body. Forgive others. Help someone. Learn from failure. Everyone drops a few balls—pick them up and begin again.”
           
Before leaving, she added, “Stop comparing your life with everyone else’s. Walk your own path and try to become a little better than you were yesterday.” The following morning, the man took a walk, called his sister, and wrote the first paragraph of his long-delayed book. Those small actions did not change the entire world—but they changed his world.
         
Your better life does not require perfection—it requires being fully awake to the life unfolding around you. Love your people deeply, care for your mind and body, laugh often, and help others whenever you can. Life is happening right now, so open your heart, embrace each moment, and make it count. 

Do not wait for Monday. Take one small step today.
YOUR BETTER LIFE BEGINS NOW.
DO SOMETHING WONDERFUL WITH IT!
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YOU ARE IMPORTANT — TAKE GOOD CARE OF YOURSELF.
WILL YOU BE THE FIRST TO REACH 200 YEARS OF AGE?
LIFE IS WAITING FOR YOU — CATCH UP!
LIVE FOR NOW! NOT YESTERDAY! NOT TOMORROW! NOW IS THE TIME!
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PART 4) 🔥 THE MAGIC OF QUOTES ✨

Inspirational quotes are mental spark plugs. 💥 They wake up the mind, shrink problems down to size, and give your spirit a running start. One powerful sentence can turn “I can’t” into “Why not?”—a small flashlight guiding you through a dark hallway. 🔦
           
But the real magic comes through repetition. The more you repeat a truth, the more deeply you believe it—and the more your life begins to reflect it. A quote hanging on the wall is decoration. A quote put into action becomes transformation.
             
Simple truth:
A quote on a page is nice…
A quote you live by?
Now that’s power. ✨
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1) “The good life is a process,
not a state of being.
It is a direction, not a destination.”
— Carl Rogers
     
2) “I’ve never carefully planned my path.
I have something far more meaningful—a life—
and I give it everything I’ve got.”
— Kit Summers
         
3) “The biggest adventure you can ever
Take is to live the life of your dreams.”
— Oprah Winfrey
     
4) “Your time is limited, so don’t
waste it living someone else’s life.”
— Steve Jobs
         
5) “The happiness of your life depends
on the quality of your thoughts.”
— Marcus Aurelius“
         
6) Life is 10% what happens to you
and 90% how you react to it.”
— Charles R. Swindoll
         
7) “Keep your face always toward the sunshine,
and shadows will fall behind you.”
— Walt Whitman
       
8) “If you don’t like the road you’re walking,
start paving another one.”
— Dolly Parton
       
9) “Life isn’t about finding yourself.
Life is about creating yourself.”
— George Bernard Shaw
       
10) “Either you run the day,
or the day runs you.”
— Jim Rohn
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PART 5—YOUR CHALLENGE FOR THE WEEK >>>>>

Break your life into pieces–the steps toward a better life.
Chart this so you will never forget.
Now, start with #1 and live your better life.
                     
YOU CAN DO THIS IN ALL AREAS.
YOU CAN BE MORE—YOU ARE MORE!
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PART 6) NEXT WEEK>>>>>

BLOG 393–The Advancements Humans are Making
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🌟 PART 7) FINAL THOUGHTS 🌟
Because the best is always still ahead.
So juggle joy like it’s the air you breathe.
The horizon holds more than you can yet imagine.
Your present moment is not the finish line—it’s your starting block.
Chase sunsets as if they’re secret treasures waiting just for you.
Laugh so loudly that tomorrow leans in to listen.
Write me today—kitsummers@gmail.com
Live as though you’ve only just begun—
🌟BECAUSE YOU TRULY HAVE! 🌟