Thought for the day No. 1

I picked my son up after he took the PSAT. It was raw and raining and dreary and damp. To say that I was miserable is an understatement. When I blurted out what I thought of the wacky weather and dumpy day, he told me how much he enjoyed this kind of weather and why. I love how we all look at things differently. It makes the world an exciting place. Imagine if we all felt the same way about everything. B-O-R-I-N-G. It reminded me that we should embrace our differences instead of trying to convert others to think and feel the way we think they should. After all, it’s the differences among us that when woven into the fabric of life creates richness in texture and color not found when all of the threads are the same.