"Time
passes in moments. Moments which, rushing past, define the path of a
life, just as surely as they lead towards its end. How rarely do we stop
to examine that path, to see the reasons why all things happen? To
consider whether the path we take in life is our own making, or simply
one into which we drift with eyes closed?
But
what if we could stop, pause to take stock of each precious moment
before it passes? Might we then see the endless forks in the road that
have shaped a life? And, seeing those choices, choose another path?"
My Youngest Daughter and my currently only grand daughter Abby.
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