Wednesday, November 10, 2010


My dad is perhaps the least flexible person I know. When he had cancer, he would demand we go to the grocery store on a specific day even if he had just finished chemotherapy an hour before. It was crazy. I have never been that rigid, but I certainly have learned over the course of the last two years to be more flexible than I was before. Today, I am grateful for that flexibility, to have the understanding that decisions are not permanent, to be able to change my mind. If only we could give some of that flexibility to our world leaders :-)

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