I'm traveling again. Minnesota is becoming my home away from home. While I'm waiting on a few interviews to come in this week, I still need to post something. So even though my brain is crunchy, I found the following food for thought.
As water reflects a face, so a man's heart reflects the man.
Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.