"We should not think of our past as definitely settled, for we are not a stone or a tree," wrote poet Czeslaw Milosz. "My past changes every minute according to the meaning given it now, in this moment.”
I had lunch with another good friend today. Two good days in a row at the office too. And my hubbie is making a no-bake cheesecake and had homemade chicken and dumplings on the stove when I got home from a late night at work. Who could ask for more?!