When I was young and free and my imagination had no limits, I dreamed of changing the world. As I grew older and wiser, I discovered the world would not change, so I shortened my signs somewhat and decided to change only my country. But, it too, seemed immovable. As I grew into my twilight years, in one last desperate attempt, I settled for changing only my family, those closest to me. But alas, they would have none of it. And now as I lie on my deathbed, I suddenly realize: if I had only changed myself first, then by example, I would have changed my family. From their inspiration and encouragement, I would have been able to better my country and, who knows, I may have even changed the world.
I think the words here are from Dolores Caldwell. This was in the Reston Recorder on Canada Day and it captured me.
I think the words here are from Dolores Caldwell. This was in the Reston Recorder on Canada Day and it captured me.
0 comments:
Post a Comment