It's about the greater collective and how we learn from each other.
An elderly carpenter was ready to retire. He told his employer-contractor of his plans to leave the house-building business and live a more leisurely life with his wife, enjoying his extended family. He would miss the paycheck, but he needed to retire. They could get by somehow.
Written on the tomb of an Anglican Bishop in Westminster Abbey. Compliments of Chris Boyd.
The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. I especially find the first few hours of a Saturday morning most enjoyable.
A few weeks ago, what began as a typical Saturday morning, turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you from time to time. I'll tell you about it.
Once upon a time there was a race of frogs. The goal was to reach the top of a high tower. Many people gathered to see and support them. The race began.