It is a cliche, I know, but I only have now. As grandma used to say: “I could be hit by a bus tomorrow!”

And as Popeye said: “I yam what I yam!”

Memo to self: The best things I remember about the past are not the days when my house was spotless—it never was, or when I had a ‘perfect day’—I never did. Perfection is not possible. It is not even desirable. What am I doing now? 4 years ago

I have to remember that all of my regrets have allowed me to be the person i am today.. some made me stronger, some made me think a little more before i do… i guess i will have to remember that instead of regret. 5 years ago