No regrets

When I read today's LY365 email, I recalled the following writing of Mary Ann Rachmacher:

“Living eulogy.
she danced.
she sang.
she took.
she gave.
she loved.
she created.
she dissented.
she enlivened.
she saw.
she grew.
she sweated.
she changed.
she learned.
she laughed.
she shed her skin.
she bled on the pages of her days,
she walked through walls,
she lived with intention.”

Namaste,

Sandee

“Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I'll try again tomorrow. ”