![]() Introduction: “I have not always chosen the safest path. I've made my mistakes, plenty of them. I sometimes jump too soon and fail to appreciate the consequences. But I've learned something important along the way: I've learned to heed the call of my heart. I've learned that the safest path is not always the best path and I've learned that the voice of fear is not always to be trusted.” ― Steve Goodier Well it has been a very difficult four months, fiscal year-end, new staff and the beginning of an Audit. Then suddenly, there was a leadership change details of which really do not matter. The thing that is important is that I turned in my resignation yesterday and my last day is on 11/22/2019. Lets say when one wakes and looks for excuses to not go to work there is a problem and this time I addressed it head on. I am proud of myself... that's right! I am okay and did the right thing for me. I am looking for my path again... eyes wide open, with clear vision and heart in hand. I will continue! Richard Clayderman is a brilliant pianist... here is my music for today, enjoy! It is an instrumental; however the words below describe my emotion. Richard Clayderman - Ballade Pour Adeline When you walk through a storm, Hold your head up high, And don't be afraid of the dark. At the end of a storm, There's a golden sky, And a sweet silver song of a lark. Walk on through the wind, Walk on through the rain, Though your dreams be tossed and blown... Walk On! Walk On! With hope in your heart, And you'll never walk alone... You'll never walk alone Walk On! Walk On! With hope in your heart, And you'll never walk alone... You'll never walk alone Love you my sweetheart... and thinking about you... only you Diana Mary Sharpton ~ Poetry & Photography ©All Rights Reserve 2017 Contact: DianaMSharpton@Gmail.com
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November 2020
Diana Mary Sharpton“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.” Categories
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