I say to myself, more than anyone.

One person can change the world.
Many have tried and many have succeeded.
You have to keep trying.
Oftentimes we get caught up in our lamentations and simply want to lie in them awhile and lament. We get pushed around by pain, by humans hurting us, by not taking control of our own selves.
That is o.k. for a time, but then we need to get out there and try again.
With or without those that would cheer for you.
If you know it is right, then you must do it, no matter what anyone else thinks or says.
Oftentimes our journey is individual, not as a team endeavor. Many of our achievements are not noticed or applauded.
But that does not make them of any less consequence.
So, walk the paths you have chosen - we must, and suffer the consequences of those choices as well. But these are choices - made with or without thought. Made rashly, in the heat of the moment or made with careful consideration.
Either way, one person can make a difference for not only themselves but for countless others.
So, we must not only choose wisely, but we must keep on trying and enduring.
For what is life, if not a gift to succeed and fail, fail and succeed?
It was given freely - will we make the best of it? Make the most of it?
It's over too fast to wallow in self-destructive behavior or self-pity.
It's like a gift that can be used over and over again. It never gets old or outdated.
Always waiting for its' owner to do something new with it.
Never judging us for leaving it on a shelf for a time and then remembering to come back to it and use it again.
One life, one person, one success - it all interconnects to something magnificent.

Happy October!

This font is called 'Georgia' - in a nod to you, Zachy. I just finished Directing a play for a local community theatre. The play was "Get Smart"- based on the 1960's sitcom. My son, Zach played the lead - Maxwell Smart (agent 86). He was terrific! It started out to be an extremely enjoyable experience. The actors were so fun - they constantly made me laugh out loud!
I miss those early days of freedom and exploration.
It all turned negative though, in the end - when the artistic director didn't take my creative and artistic views seriously. She was greedy and wanted to 'play by the rules' instead of allowing the production to flow. She rampaged at me and threatened me. She did to me what was done to her earllier by another person in charge of her endeavor. Are we destined to imitate what we are shown - without any thought to the defeating outcome? It's a shame when we have to be stiffled because of our talents and beliefs.
After all, we have to be true to ourselves.
We have to be true to our vision.
We have to create because we feel the need, the drive to create.
It's out of our control - we are the vehicles through which the creative process flows and spills out onto those surrounding us.
Hopefully, it is always a positive process.
Hopefully it makes someone smile. Or think. Or inspire.
And be thankful.
That's all I can ask from any of my pieces of art - whether they be one of my poems, my drawings, my calmly or even funkily decorated home, my directing or other form of expression in theatre (hair, makeup or costume design), and finally through my sons. They are grown now and I pray that others will see the shining face of God through their efforts.
Those are the only things that really matter.
Take care, Sho ^_^