Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Oh yes. Every night I'm grateful for what I've got even though I've moaned during the day about politicians, big greedy companies with their prices constantly rising, appalling drivers, banks closing which have useless or non existant online & telephone support services .......The list is endless sadly and getting worse but then I think about what I have & those who have so little!
Oh yes. Every night I'm grateful for what I've got even though I've moaned during the day about politicians, big greedy companies with their prices constantly rising, appalling drivers, banks closing which have useless or non existant online & telephone support services .......The list is endless sadly and getting worse but then I think about what I have & those who have so little!
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ReplyDeleteTwo of my adult grandsons visited me this week. Yes I am so grateful for family.
ReplyDeleteDaily, yes. I am so very, very blessed.
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