The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it's the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.
Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital." He continued, let me tell you something Tom, something that has helped me keep a good perspective on my own priorities. "And that's when he began to explain this theory of a "thousand marbles."
This is one that has been around for a while, but I still find a lot of meaning to the words. They are words that anyone can read and apply to their own lives. My wish for you today is that you have far more Saturdays to share with your loved ones than you have marbles. ~Jo