Completing My Life – One Day at a Time
You see, some time ago, while reflecting on the regrets hat I had accumulated over my forty-some years on this earth, I decided that uppermost in my mind was the fact that I hadn’t always made the time, and put forth the effort, to articulate to people in my life the things I want them to hear and know. This meant that my life, to me, was incomplete.
December 25, 2007
