The Melody of Mid-Life

Don’t be afraid.  Take that leap of faith.

Only when you let go will you realize what you’re truly capable of accomplishing.

 

Find strength in uncertainty.  Persevere.

Truth and realizations emerge amidst not knowing what the outcome will be.

 

Pick your battles. Not everything is worth fighting for.

Eventually, things get straightened out.  Whether you meet again, does not matter.

 

Be willing to learn something new.

Growth never stops.  Embrace with openness what life has to offer.

 

Don’t just count your earnings.

Count your blessings!  They are worth more than money can buy.

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Katherine Gregor on Monday, 24 July 2017 14:22

True!

True!
Ken Hartke on Monday, 24 July 2017 16:04

Good Monday morning advice...Find strength in uncertainty

Good Monday morning advice...Find strength in uncertainty
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