I realized, as I spoke with my friends, that most of them didn’t think about things the way I did. That seemed curious because I believe I think about some pretty good things – some pretty big things. I wondered how many other people don’t think about those same things either. And if they did, would they change them? Would the world be a better place? May I be so bold as to suggest: yes.
I am about the most average 35 year old mother of two, living in a bustling “it” city, but definitely clinging to the fringes. The fringes is where all the best stuff is happening. I’m yelling from my front porch.
