Frank Loyd Wright who was famous for his many architectural designs was asked by a reporter which one of his designs was his favorite? He quickly replied "my next one." At times the little voice in my head can be my worst enemy. Frank's quote got me thinking about what my "next one will be?" There are accomplishments I am proud of in past, but why is it that it is our failures that are the hardes to let go of? Why do we keeping looking back towards those past accomplishemts instead of looking forward to the "next one'? After all, doesn't facing forward and looking out the front windshield provide a much better view then looking through the rear view mirror? I've been on a mission lately to take back my health after a long bout of leaving myself out of the equation when adversity seemed to overwhelm. I'm giving admission back to the little girl inside and the allowance to dream as big as she wants to. As I make this journey to restore my health, regain my strength and to shed those accumalted Dairy Queen trips I'm going to keep in mind that it isn't where I used to be that matters. What matters is where I am heading. I've laced up my tennis shoes, am facing forward and am looking ahead to "my next one." Sunday, July 6, 2008
MY NEXT ONE
Frank Loyd Wright who was famous for his many architectural designs was asked by a reporter which one of his designs was his favorite? He quickly replied "my next one." At times the little voice in my head can be my worst enemy. Frank's quote got me thinking about what my "next one will be?" There are accomplishments I am proud of in past, but why is it that it is our failures that are the hardes to let go of? Why do we keeping looking back towards those past accomplishemts instead of looking forward to the "next one'? After all, doesn't facing forward and looking out the front windshield provide a much better view then looking through the rear view mirror? I've been on a mission lately to take back my health after a long bout of leaving myself out of the equation when adversity seemed to overwhelm. I'm giving admission back to the little girl inside and the allowance to dream as big as she wants to. As I make this journey to restore my health, regain my strength and to shed those accumalted Dairy Queen trips I'm going to keep in mind that it isn't where I used to be that matters. What matters is where I am heading. I've laced up my tennis shoes, am facing forward and am looking ahead to "my next one." 
Friday, May 2, 2008
Florida Vacation
Our Florida Adventure...
I did hope to see these gators you hear so much about in Florida... nope.. not this time. Seeing my honey... That was obviouslyThe best part of the vacation. I think the blue ice cream Tristan is wearing rated pretty highly to.
I did hope to see these gators you hear so much about in Florida... nope.. not this time. Seeing my honey... That was obviouslyThe best part of the vacation. I think the blue ice cream Tristan is wearing rated pretty highly to.
My Honey....
Hi all! Been a long time coming this blog.... The dust has collected so much so that I seem to have troubles even remembering my pass word to get on here! Sheesh! My updates... he he he... Look at that smile! That should say it all! I'm back from Florida and back on the "get healthy wagon" shhhh... don't tell Bob about all of those McDonalds trips! Back at it again! Isn't he cute? He he he... he'd probably kill me knowing I put his picture up. I won't tell if you won't. He he heSaturday, January 19, 2008
A SATURDAY DRIVE....
I'm almost emberassed to admit that I didn't know what was in my back yard here. I headed out today on an unexplored road about 4 miles from the house to see some pretty rocks. He he he... I ended up in Garden Of The Gods park. Take a look.
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