Occasionally...

everyone has a bad day.  Mine showed up earlier this week.  Between shortness of breath and arthritis, I felt sort of like something you would scrape off the bottom of your shoe.  Normally I just work through it, but this time I found myself sloshing around in a puddle of self pity.  I was remembering all the things I was once able to do.  Gardening, taking a dog for a walk, going for a drive, being able to take care of myself without help.

And then I remembered this.

I stole this from Gorges over at Gorges' Grouse.  He posts some pretty good memes on his blog and this one I saved for an occasion like this.  Remembering the past is good when it comes to learning from our mistakes.  And it is good for remembering good times.  But when remembering serves no useful purpose, then looking forward is the way to go.

Thanks, Gorges.