My Dmp didn’t feel right. It wasn’ honestly me. It bothered me, I felt it was my life that I was living for someone else’s life. So I switched ppn’s and I feel good about the revisions, my guide Ken must be scratching his head and wondering, but I am becoming a self-directed thinker and I think I will change things up and go with how I feel.
I am looking at the flurry of Christmas activity both at work and in my home, and wonder how to squish it all into the time left. The clock is ticking, but I don’t look at the clock and look at my compass so I choose to have work left on my desk while I make sure a substantial cheque that was lost in the mail, is in the hands of a 68-year-old client for Christmas. I take the time to observe, the homeless man collecting change at the intersection, volunteering for the children’s charity, and decided these are my priorities. I remember og , Yet from childish swipes, the oak eventually tumble. So it be with my efforts of today. All will be done that comes from my heart and the reason for the season is not lost on me. I will hold this special feeling this season in my heart all year. Merry Christmas my MKE peeps.