I love that I canNOT DO some of the things I used to think I MUST DO.
None of us was born walking; Life is about learning and growing and changing from BEginning to End.
I love that I canNOT DO what others DO so amazingly wondrously well.
We all have our gifts and I wouldn’t trade mine for anyone else’s; NOT Now, NOT ever.
I love that I canNOT DO BEing a crankypants complainer and purveyor of negativity.
I used to BE default set there, for years and years; I’ve learned at last to Let Go in advance.
I love that I canNOT DO the sort of crazy-making nattering I once did.
I didn’t actually see that in myself, for so very long and then, somewhat suddenly, I did; that this was humbling would BE a gross understatement.
I love that I canNOT DO Point Counterpoint with any grace or skill whatsoever.
It was so long something I admired and wanted in my repertoire; Now I understand what BEing careful what I wish for REALLY means.
I love that I canNOT DO gossip anymore without feeling like there is barbed wire BEtween my teeth.
Even if I thought I was “above” or “BEyond” that, and I did, I wasn’t fooling anyone; well, mayBE I was fooling myself…
I love you, Currie