LIFE IS A HIGHWAY

LIFE IS A HIGHWAY
Two Wheels Are Better Than Four

It's Never Too Late Unless It Is

Is it ever too late to start over? Is it ever to late to forgive?
Is it ever too late to find someone? Is it ever too late to begin?
Is it ever too late to be early? Is it ever too late to relive?
Is it ever too late to ask for help? Is it ever too late to believe?
Is it ever too late to find God? Is it ever too late to lose Him?







Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Words that Hurt


Looking back at photos of my youth, I looked like a thin kid. For some reason, I developed a little hang up about being fat. A kid named David McDonald once made a comment about me being pudgy and I felt like crying.. Later, this kid, Anthony, a major ball-breaker who had a derogatory nickname for everyone, would call me Blobert, or Blob, or Blobby. I hated that! Now, I look back and laugh because, let's face it, it's funny as hell. At the time I would cringe. To this day, I am very aware of my weight and the size of my belly. I'll say I'm fat, others think I'm nuts.

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