Words For The Day - 3/30/15

I can remember waking in the morning when pain did not dictate the time consumed just rolling out of bed nor did it determine the length or sureness of my stride. Memories never faded or seemed like uncertain dreams. Time was my enemy, for it moved so slowly. Dares, anticipated excitement and the fear of missing out determined my youthful schedule. Yet, considering all this and more, I cannot remember ever being happier or more content with my life than I am now.