When you loose someone in your life, it makes you look at your own. Well, it makes me look at my own, and the choices I am making. I am not perfect. Actually I believe I am far from whatever perfect is. I truly do just fly by the seat of my pants at times. I follow that heart of mine and hope for the best. Hope that my sleeve will come down a little to protect it.
Today I walked into the travel agent, sat down, and booked my USA trip.
You need to keep walking, even if you feel you cannot take a step, you need to try. And if all else fails there are those little people that jump on you in the morning, and show you life.