I Try To Live In A Little

I Wake Up At 4:15 A.m., Get Some Coffee, Turn On The News, See What's Happening, Go Clickety-clack On The Web To See What I Missed Overnight. Then I Go To The Gym, Around 5:15, And I Do What Appears To Be A Very Light Workout, But Who Cares. I'm Socializing With Other Nice People At The Gym. Then I Go Into Work, And I'm Really Awake.

Life Is A Series Of Baby Steps Along The Way And If You Add Up These Tiny Little Steps You Take Toward Your Goal, Whatever It Is, Whether It's Giving Up Something, A Terrible Addiction Or Trying To Work Your Way Through An Illness. When You Total Up Those Baby Steps You'd Be Amazed Over The Course Of 10 Years, The Strides You've Taken.

From Time To Time, I'll Look Back Through The Personal Journals I've Scribbled In Throughout My Life, The Keepers Of My Raw Thoughts And Emotions. The Words Poured Forth After My Dad Died, When I Went Through A Divorce, And After I Was Diagnosed With Breast Cancer. There Are So Many What-ifs Scribbled On Those Pages.

I Love Music. For Me, Music Is Morning Coffee. It's Mood Medicine. It's Pure Magic. A Good Song Is Like A Good Meal-i Just Want To Inhale It And Then Share A Bite With Someone Else.

I Don't Cook, But I Would Love To Learn.