The last day
The day finally came ... my last day working. I was taken by surprise at my emotions on that last day as I breathed a huge sigh....
The best laid plans ... gang aft agley
In reading the Scot Robert Burns (1785) poem, "To a Mouse", a particular passage reflects succinctly how many times the best laid plans...
Cat is out of the bag ....
It is 3:33 a.m. and I started the blog. My hope is by exploring my journey through this experience of life you may also find those pieces...