I see the finish line quickly approaching. Have I dreamed all of my dreams? Am I satisfied with the scope of my life? I am sure that I have lived half of my life already and how did it leave me so fast? I am not where I thought I would be but I am where I belong. The question... to be or not to be... would you look at me and know that so many times in my life that I feel I am a loser? Even now...am I working hard to prove that I am not a loser or because this is where I find my contentment? I think of things that I have lost... jobs, friends, family, my babies growing into adulthood, my grandchildren that I don't see. Alas, I will continue the race because I cannot stop now. I am so close. I keep dreaming of not being a loser and work to restore the hope that keeps me striving forward.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
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