Retrospective Perspective

Whenever I feel uncertain--uncertain about who I've become; uncertain about my choices; uncertain about my worth; uncertain about how I can best do good; uncertain about my abilities; uncertain about my use of semicolons; uncertain about feeling uncertain. . .I remember just how far I've come. I remember that I used to be afraid to order a pizza over the phone. I used to wear dresses with lace collars. I used to sleep with a giant white fur pillow in the shape of a foot (I made it in 7th grade sewing class--Mrs. Cathey didn't like me much). I used to think jay walking involved a trench coat & lots of skin. I used to have a crush on my Student Government advisor. I used to watch Perfect Strangers. I suppose today was one of those days. The kind of day where the greatest proof of my mortal worth is found in retrospect--in recognizing daily blessings. . .those small and simple things that help me become better--bit by bit better.