Was checking out at grocery store yesterday. I saw a young boy with his grandmother behind me with a full shopping cart. They both were smiling. They were trying to organize how best to load their products onto the conveyor belt. As I watch the child, it made me think about what it would be like to be his age again. To start over. To be a child again And know what I know now. Why would I want to abandon my life now, and start over? Am I afraid of my future? Absolutely. But what the starting over help? Wouldn't starting over bring more uncertainty to my life? Absolutely. I must be grateful for what the future holds for me and not be afraid.