Sing it, Barry

"I Write the Songs" came on the radio on my way home from the gym this morning. It's from 1975. I was 13 years old. Really?? Thirteen? How could it be? You literally blink your eyes and you're 49. Life is much too precious and much too short. If I could say one thing, it would be to cherish every day and don't sweat the small stuff. Focus on what's really important. I've learned two things in my old age - life is not easy and life is not fair. But if you have some faith and push through the hard times, you will realize that there is a reason for all of it. If we didn't have the bad, we wouldn't appreciate the good. Wow, I'm full of feel-good fuzzies today. Maybe it's the spin class I did at 5:45 am this morning, maybe it's because I get to miss work for the next three days cause I have meetings in the big city, maybe it's cause I put lots of pumpkins on my front porch yesterday. Whatever it is, I am going to seize the day and make it a great one! I get to go to the big city. Yeah! Restuarants and shopping and movies (oh, yeah, a little work meeting thrown in there for good measure). Hope you all have a good one too.