I am in a department store sitting on Jehovah's lap and he says to me, " So, little lady, what do you want from the next ten years?" I catch his wording. Unfolding my wish list, I see that it is blank. That is one of my greatest fears: that I fritter away the next ten years.
Nanchu dear, It's bothering me that you have been so focused on the next ten good years you think you have left. May I suggest that you try dropping that for awhile and embracing the present moment since that really is ALL you have.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Rita