It’s hard getting older. It is harder still in a world that seems to only value those souls that are newly arrived or those that haven’t yet lost their sparkle of newness.
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell just as sweet. ~Shakespeare, Romeo & Juliet
Now, let me be frank. I’m no rose, so my name mispronounced ain’t sweet. Outside of my immediate family, one or two aunts, one uncle, and my true friends (a very small circle), no one pronounces my name correctly!
A new year is almost upon us, so I think it is the proper time to decide what our value will be in the coming year and thereafter.
It is the day after Christmas. And I bet I can guess what most of you are up to. I hope those customer service return lines move swiftly. Anyhoo, wanted to leave you with something to ponder this weekend:
This is my very first post and I think it is a fitting one.
Frankly, it has always been a real struggle for me to stay positive. But this morning, I got to thinking hard about what I could be grateful for and decided to make it my job to have a change of attitude today!