As I look at life, I view it not as years old but as chapters of life.
First chapter that I can remember was the toddler years. What do I remember. Running up and down stairs, running from a goose and sometimes mom. Lesson learned from those days, watch where you are going or you could fall down, but the trick is to get up quickly and brush it off.
The next chapter I can remember was the first days of school. Although I think there was a lot of running, the most memorable moments was on the soccer field and going ankle to ankle without a shin guard, after repeatedly being told to wear them by the nuns. Lesson learned, listen to the nuns, and when you don’t, don’t curse, and when you do curse, don’t try to cover it up by some random thought like “Dam it, just like Hoover and Bagnel Dam” Just to be honest, that was not the dam I was speaking of when in 2nd grade and the nun’s called me on it.
So as far as the first two chapters of life, I came up with two thoughts:
1) Run hard, fall quickly, watch where you are going then get up and run again.
2) Listen to those who came before you and when you don’t listen to them, don’t complain about it.
I will share some more chapters soon. Share some of your lessons of life as well in the comments.
Your fellow adventurer in life,