Tomorrow I turn 66. I will get up and go about my day, hoping for the best, praying for those I love, desiring peace, desiring forgiveness, counting my blessings, and having a good lunch. Life and people are both glorious and mean, generous and spiteful, thoughtful and clueless. I have no idea why I am here on this earth. No idea what I am supposed to be or do. I am just trying to hang on.
I am a victim and a conqueror, a wimp and yet also brave, a self-centered fool, and a person who truly, deeply, desperately wants to understand and encourage people, who