I am not using a notebook, but I am writing things down. This is the Year of THE BOOK for me. All my life is going to be on paper, in it's fascinating glory and color! It will feel good to not carry all of the 57 years of fun and frolic around with me.
Mistakes kill me. No one is harder on me than I am on myself. But every misstep, every heartache, every disappointment is an opportunity to learn and to grow. I will always believe my best days are ahead and I will never stop trying to better myself. RJ