Angry and sorry that I didn't tell my husband and daughter often enough how much I truly love them. I'm trying hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything that would add laughter and luster to our lives. And every morning when I open my eyes, I tell myself that every day, every minute, every breath truly is a gift from God. To realize the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper. To realize the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.
Yesterday is history.
Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. A nun asked her class to write a note to God. . . . Johnny Dear GOD, Maybe Cain and Abel would not kill each other so much if they had their own rooms. It worked for me and my brother.