What kind of mark are we going to leave with the world?
Hopefully not just a hyphen on a tombstone.
If you’re a parent the biggest mark that you will leave are your children. You’ve heard me say this before. When George was born my dad told me that I need to replace me with a better me.
As this summer draws to an end, I look forward to the 28 summers that I have left to live.
...And all I can say is…… It’s better to regret the things you did than the things you didn’t do.
Today is Middle Child Day. Celebrate if you’re that sibling. My middle child is nicknamed “The Glue.” Because he holds the other two together. He holds the whole family together with his calmness and wittiness.
I’m looking at the Full Moon settle into the western morning. It’s bigger than me and it will be here when I leave.
