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Live gently and leave a simple epitaph…………
Remember man, as you walk by,
As you are now, so once was I,
As I am now, so shall you be,
Remember this and follow me.
Yes….
Perfect.
Thanks! I thought so, too.
#3 is the one I struggle with most. Trying to force thingsthat aren’t meant to be is an exercise in futility. And I do it anyway.
Letting go is toughest.
Letting go is the hardest. Especially when it’s someone you’re supposed to love and keep.
If we’re asked to let go, then we weren’t supposed to keep. Love is another story. Love goes on.
Great sentiments for goals. Thanks!
Thanks, Haralee!
# 3, #3, #3. I live in the past, in the moment and in the future–it is exhausting. But mostly, I spend lots of time in the past. I’m working on this….
I have to remind myself to stay in the now.
Oh, #3. I live too much in the future some days, planning or waiting for the “when this happens” and too often missing the moments in front of me.
I’m working so hard on living IN the moment, to embrace it, instead of hiding from the now by planning for the “soon”.
Oh, I can relate!
Hi Carol. Nicely said and a great reminder. I don’t think I can hear all three of these enough. Thank you. ~Kathy
Thanks, Kathy!
Lovely read! Letting go is the hardest thing of all. In my later years I see the importance of it. Realizing that helps me go where I need to be. Still, its a tough thing, and often hurtful. Loss is loss. But it took years to figure out was that the empty space left a place for a new beginning. Still learning!
Me, too!