Follow Up.  It is… a continuation or repetition of something that has already been started or done.

Sometimes in life, the old follow-up is needed.  It is imperative.  Like, Police do Follow-Up Investigations, and such.

Well… one such device is needed tonight.

You see.  Last night, I was questioning The Magic.  I suggested the possibility that The Magic did not exist.

I’ve been a long time proponent of The Magic.  My whole life, in fact.  Yes, I have believed in the Easter Bunny, and Santa Claus.  The Troll under the bridge, the Little People, the Faeries in the Big Woods, Winnie the Pooh,  angels, and ghosts.  I have never discounted a possibility of the possible.  Or even the seemingly impossible.  I get the tingles up my spine, and hair will stand up on the back of my neck from time to time.  I look for the luckiest rock wherever I go.

But yesterday I doubted.

And, if you read yesterday’s installment of 30473…. you know we caught a little chipmunk in a live trap.  I made little Frank Morris feel at home.  I put a cardboard cover on the cage, and gave him a little bed of grass, sprinkled with some nuts and bird seed. I would enjoy those amenities if I were a Chipmunk in a Cage.

Last night, before I locked up the house, around midnight, I went out to check on little Frank Morris.  He was fine, it seemed.  It looked like he was holding something in his little paws behind his back though.  “Polly.  Stop it.  He’s a chipmunk for crying out loud.”  I banished the thought, wished him a good night, and headed in the house.

This morning, I woke at 5:30, as I do every morning.  Shortly thereafter, I went out to check on him.  His name truly is Frank Morris.   He was gone, girl.  Gone.

I have NO logical idea how he could have gotten out of that trap.  That cage.  It was locked up tight this morning.

And then it hit me.

The Magic.

It really is true.  So.

Good luck to you Frank Morris.  May The Magic Be With You.

And for the rest of it… all I have to say is…

If in your heart of hearts…. you know it is right …..  then it can’t be wrong.

Faith is to believe what you do not see; the reward of this faith is to see what you believe.
— Saint Augustine

Your big opportunity may be right where you are now.
— Napoleon Hill