
"A clear sense of direction" Chesca Potter
Looking back over my life, did I ever have a sense of direction? I honestly don't think so. Maybe when I took a wad of secretarial courses so waitressing wasn't my only option. Maybe when we moved here and I went to beauty college at 40, that was a change for sure. Maybe when I decided to devote myself to keeping my father-in-law in his home through his journey with dementia. That certainly changed the course of the rest of my life.
How many things we didn't even notice happening at the time, change our journey? A fun navel gazing project but one that wouldn't garner anything of value. What I know for sure is I like where I'm at, who I'm with, what I'm doing. What more could I ask?