On my way out of the door to do the Toro Dash 5k my mentor, my friend, my sister called and told me her son was gone. He had died. There are no words to express my feelings. When my sorority sister arrived to go to the race we decided to go instead to my friend. As a woman of a certain age and a Christian, I know that death will come to all, but my heart is full of sorrow for my dear friend in the loss of her first born. We must praise God even in the dark times. To God Be The Glory!
This is my best year ever, and it can be yours too. When I turned 40, I thought it was the end of life as I knew it. When I turned 50, I knew it was the end. It was the end, the end of that year--nothing more and nothing less. I've retired, gone to another career, started a business, and have kept writing. I've taken classes including glass blowing, swing dancing and so much more. I'm making each year, my best year. View all posts by thisisyourbestyear