A certain amount of my life has been a struggle. I have many friends that say the same. Something deep inside tells me to mourn what needs mourning and then Keep Going. Something deep inside also tells me to enjoy the good, for a bit, and then Keep Going. By comparison to a lot of folks, my life has been wonderful. I’m grateful. I’m 66 years old. Some never made 6. I don’t understand so much suffering, but my plans are to continue on. I’m not to old to set another goal . . . . . and I will.
I am persistent.
I don’t mind failure.
I manage my resources.
I stay in my lane.
I have much left to do.
I gotta keep climbing those mountains.
When you quit for awhile and come back, you will find I never left.
We encourage each other.