The poem that didn't rhyme . . .

I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.

Gilda Radner

I love this quote - I believe this is what makes the perfect ending . . . the not knowing . . . the unexpected. I said before I do not like to answer that stupid STUPID question that you always hear in interview . . ."Where do you see yourself in five years?" I don't know and I don't want to know. I want to make the most of today. There is no "clear path" and that is what makes life so great - so exciting!!! My poem certainly did not rhyme - but its rhythm is what makes me - and it flows . . . it works . . . it is God's masterpiece and I love every minute of it - each heartbreak, each denial, each new beginning, each twist and turn - has led me to where I am today. I can't wait to see where God leads me tomorrow. I love not rhyming . . . Ain't life grand!!!!!