The takeaway–the life lesson– is that our lives aren’t over until God says they’re over.
Finding our right work–vocation–livelihood is like trying all the keys on a chain to see which one unlocks the door to true happiness.
Readers: I failed big time at a lot of things. I spent five years in the gray flannel insurance field just starting out–that’s my number-one infamous claim to having failed.
Getting to mid life gives us the chance to reexamine our path. It’s not ever too late to take action in the direction of our dreams–or in the direction of a new passion that arrives later in life.
I went to graduate school with a woman in her sixties–yes, she was going to school at 65!
I say: risk change–believe in tomorrow. I will talk soon about how one daring act when I was 46 totally turned my recover around for the better.
It’s not ever too late to make a positive change and see results.
Fifty and beyond is prime time.
I’ll tell readers now and always: set your sights higher. As best you can, refrain from believing anyone who tells you there’s no hope that your illness can get better.
Our lives can change for the better at any point along the way.
In the next blog entry I’ll tell you how I’m confident beyond a doubt that this is possible. I’ll talk about how other people have made this happen.