I was Swiffering our bedroom floor while listening to a podcast the other day and the lady being interviewed said she tries to live by these simple guiding words. Of course, I wrote them down.
I recently tried, for the first time, to read Pride and Prejudice. After eighty pages, I gave up. My friend Sarah, who lent me the book on request, called it one of her “comfort books,” and I fully expected to find my place in the story. Perhaps it’s not my time yet, so let’s just say I hope to try again some day.