tuesday's child ...

that alone is just isn't me .... there is always something sorrowful about us as individuals in spite of the wonderful graces that come our way. nobody's perfect ... we've heard that far too many times. but one has to remember that we live our daily lives according to the choices that we make. the great intervention from "above" presents us with opportunities where we are given the choice to choose and make decisions all our own to live by.

i have lived my life knowing there is a helping hand that guides me in choosing the right decision. i may have chosen the wrong path or made the wrong decision at one time or another, but i did not fret nor regret ever falling into that pit - it's a learning process, at least that's how i'd think of it to be. it can only go two ways: never to commit the same mistake again or fall into its trap over and over again. it simply is a choice one has to make.

i always try to remind myself that we, as an individual, are born different from the other. the nursery rhyme below is one of my favourites.

Week of Birthdays
(Monday's Child)

Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for a living,
But the child that's born on the Sabbath day,
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.

try to look at it this way:
we are born to our parents ... we are who we are, not only by our choosing but what we want ourselves to be.

have a fun day today .... i know i will regardless of the new challenges that awaits me. ciao!