Truth be told, I am as guilty as the next man when it comes to NOT making changes. The old is tried and true and one knows what to expect. More's the pity that...
Change is a good thing. Took a lifetime to get it right, but I always was a quick study.
The biggest single problem in me life was my feeling sorry for meself. Playing the victim suited me.
Right, so I got shat on. Who has not? Change is hard. Change does bring improvement, not as swiftly as one would like, but improvement nevertheless.
I wish I could report that I am perfect. I still harbour ill feelings toward my birth mother. I still resent my half brother and sister. The hate is gone but the bad taste in me mouth refuses to go away.
I appreciate all of the lovely people who are in my life. I take no one for granted.
Daily, I face each and every day with a positive attitude. Right proud I am of the weight loss and the coping with going deaf. Daily I sail forth from my home and seek out adventure. New people.
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