Thursday, February 7, 2019
Passion
My son describes a helpful business book about having passion in whatever you do. I seem to lack this passion. I used to have it. The kind that made you jump up each morning to start the day. Now I struggle looking for that. Sara said "you are retired, you did that already". While this is true I still think life has more to offer than just being a caretaker. So, I moved the piano. It was stuck behind some living room chairs, making it difficult to sit down and play. Should the mood strike me. Now it is in a bigger space in the bedroom. No excuses not to play. Maybe I will take lessons again..
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