Do we have a choice? I sure think we do. It became a lot easier for me when I began to define worry as—guaranteed misery today for something that may or may not happen in the future.
In fact,
It was today, twenty eight years ago, that I started my first real job, in a small southern town in Tennessee. I am so blessed to be able to work even harder today, but with considerably much less s
Summer is season for graduations. I was at my cousin's place in Poughkeepsie a couple of weekends ago, and was part of a cake cutting ceremony. It was a celebration for four graduates – one from