I go through my Sundays looking at my watch thinking to myself. Five o’clock? Why can’t it be bed time already? But bedtime means waking up to another Monday and then beginning the wait for the weekend all over again. An old lady at a retirement home once told me that I should love life, that I should love everything I do. Advice like this is always so much more meaningful coming from a person who has already experienced it.
Goal for this week:
Embrace every minute. Spend it doing what I want to be doing. Make myself a better person during this time. Don’t waste it.