I read a friend’s post on facebook this week: ‘You are not too old. It is not too late.’
I like it when I read something that gives me a needed kick in the backside – this week I was feeling very old and much too late. I was having a mini pity-party in my head… and I HATE WHEN I DO THAT!
Reading that quote snapped me out of it. I am not too old – I move a little more slowly, more deliberately, but I am definitely moving forward. I refuse to sit and rot.
I really do believe it is never too late – never to late to make things right, to make progress, to be a better person, to love and be loved….but during my pathetic little pity party, I wasn’t living like it.
I declare the pity party over.