I think sometimes we momentarily
forget we have choices . . . a choice
to live rather than exist, a choice to
love rather than hate, a choice to be,
to actually BE! It drives me crazy that
I have to reach nigh onto 70 to be
reminded of these truisms! What the
hell? I'm old enough to know better!
I wish . . . to wake up each morning
and choose to be happy, to live, to
experience, to embrace joy! What has
it taken me so long to suss out this
truth?! I believe I will gift myself
these positive choices for my 70th.
High time I got on the happy train
and stopped messing around in my
own fears and tears . . .
a light in my dark
moments of true clarity
embracing happy
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