In the past week or so I have been scrapbooking more and came across an old picture of myself. It is from 1990 and I was 30 years old then. Oh my how time flies. I wish that I was 30 again and could live things over with a little more wisdom, well actually a lot more wisdom. I felt beautiful then. Life was ahead of me and I had dreams. Today, I am still dreaming and shall continue to do so until they put me in the ground. Never give up on your dreams or on life. Sometimes we get whacked but stand back up and keep going and maybe give a whack back.