Taking a day at a time . That song “one day at a time sweet Jesus”is in my mind and I remember back when I wished I could understand what that meant and I wished I could have strength to put it into action because I wanted to enjoy the present enjoy that which is and be hopeful for that which will be
Seven years later I now get it.. being still. Being still. Is it something that comes with age because it came with understanding. And understanding is taught and put into practice.
It is so lifting to be where you dreamt of being. This place of health is indeed beautiful. This place of gratitude and where one is peaceful and hopeful indeed is awsome.
And now I am going for even bigger dreams