Just A Note

Today is April 29, 2006, which happens to be my 61st birthday. Rediscovering all of these memories has been quite an experience. If you are thinking of writing your own memories for your kids, family, friends or whoever else may manage to find them, I want to encourage you to do it. Even if no one ever reads any of it, you will be enriched by every single piece of memory that comes back to you. Even the bad ones. They are the lessons that make us who we are, and it's only when we put them together, that we are aware of who we have become. This may all seem trite, but I'm discovering just how true it is. You don't even have to be ashamed of your mistakes, IF you have learned from them. And, you don't have to tell everything you remember. After all, the lesson is your's alone. And, everyone has their own lessons to remember and learn from.

Forgive me, if this sounds like I think I know it all. I'm very much aware of how much is still a mystery to me. I only hope I can encourage others to search for what they have accomplished. Whether you are young or old, you will be surprised. I'm pretty sure of that.