My feature image displays the chain of events in Eastern Standard Time for 9/11/01. A picture is worth 1000 words. #WeWillNeverForget.
Now I’ll interlude and link to the past. My 2017 and 2018 blog posts.
In 2020, I choose to be happy. I fondly remember my step dad, the only daddy I ever knew. Today would’ve been his 104th birthday. He was the best role model a girl could ask for and I miss him immensely. In his honor, I share his favorite poem.
by John Greenleaf Whittier
When the road you’re trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.
Life is strange with its twists and turns
As every one of us sometimes learns
And many a failure comes about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow—
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out—
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell just how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit—
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.
This poem is in the public domain.
As always, more to come.