Perspective
This morning I had a dream that I was having a wonderful conversation with my Mom. She passed away 40 years ago at the age of 46. The only part I remember of the conversation was me showing her my silver hairs. (It's been months since I have had any highlights). She told me to be grateful that I have lived long enough to have silver hairs. That really put life into perspective. I don't mind my silver hairs and I don't mind that I will be 64 in a few weeks. Here's to making the most of the rest of my life. May there be love, peace, hope, laughter and most of all creating. And as I type this, my camera batteries are charging. (: