Does everyone feel as old as I do? I feel young at heart and yet I feel as if I am 100 years old in wisdom. I wonder if people 50 years ago felt this way? It's as if every morning I wake up, I step onto a battlefield of choices. You may say that sounds dramatic or depressing. It is neither. It is reality. I choose to focus on the positive things in my life, the bright moments. I believe it would be easy to look around and list off all the suffering, there is so much but I want to look around and take note of all the miracles. I want to stop and stare at my children and take in the moment and have it forever. I want to rest my tired body on the soft cool grass and watch the stars. I want to have the strength to lift another and avoid the next opportunity to judge them.
I heard someone say, what you focus on grows. It has.
