Upon further reflection, I realized that maybe being the oldest wasn't so bad. Growing up I relished being the oldest child. I was the first to get to try things. My folks let me do tasks before any of the siblings. I figured that I was so much wiser than all those little brothers and sisters. So being oldest had its advantages.
Today I am thankful for change
Law of life
who look only
to the past
I made this collage several years ago and it hangs in my entrance hallway, but the message is as true today as it was back then. This is a lesson I need to remember.