With age comes wisdom, it's true, so make sure the wisdom you gain is worthwhile.
I thought my self immature till I had a baby. A baby is a sure way to mature oneself. So I had two more! And now that they are grown and mature, they call me immature!
It takes two to tango. It takes two to marry. It takes two to keep it going.
Treat words like grains of salt. Grab hold of them and learn, but allow some to slip through your hands.
And above all else....I give thanks to God....everyday!
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5 comments:
Looks like a hike coming up. I love to do that but almost never get the chance anymore. Good interpretation and good to hear from you again.
Well, maybe it hasn't been that long after all.
Love to see that you are still playing the game... I wonder if I can come up with one. Love yours.
ToOdLeS.
Thank you, Larry, and it was long enough! lol
Hey Shelia! Great to hear from you again...thank you and join in on the fun again....we miss you.
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