It was eight months ago yesterday that I took a little fall and broke my wrist, and yesterday was my last physical therapy appointment for that wrist. Seems like such a long time ago, that October 2nd evening when I fell in a
"I'm going to be happy. I'm going to skip. I'm going to be glad. I'm going to smile a lot. I'm going to be easy. I'm going to count my blessings. I'm going to look for reasons to feel good.
I’ve been pondering this question for myself and was wondering if anyone else ever considers just what it is that they do to feel better, to feel happier, to feel more upbeat, to feel joyful, to feel like rocking their