The poem that reminds me to accept wayward progress.
Love it. I think we all wish we could help our past selves but all we can do is help our present selves.
A tough pill to swallow, but a freeing one once embraced. It’s definitely a motivator for helping others
"It has a familiar smell
that you can feel."
Comfortable discomfort.
The trail marker you hate to see that confirms you’ve veered off course and have a long slog ahead
Caution: Bumpy-but-up lessons ahead 8-)
Love it. I think we all wish we could help our past selves but all we can do is help our present selves.
A tough pill to swallow, but a freeing one once embraced. It’s definitely a motivator for helping others
"It has a familiar smell
that you can feel."
Comfortable discomfort.
The trail marker you hate to see that confirms you’ve veered off course and have a long slog ahead
Caution: Bumpy-but-up lessons ahead 8-)