A Friendly Wave

Hearing your greeting earlier warmed my spirits, and I decided to explore past the brown plush bear. Marching steadily across the rug, I reached the low edge of the wooden floor where a folded note card lay propped against a stack of magazines. I placed both hands firmly against the card, carefully nudging it upright until it stood proud and steady. It felt wonderful to leave something neat and orderly for you to see. I stood straight, raised a red gloved hand high in the air, and offered a calm, welcoming wave toward the room. Whatever goal you set out to achieve tomorrow, I know you can do it.