Today’s Valentine’s Day was lovely. Not every year is like this. Some years, I have to beg for flowers. Some years, I don’t get anything at all. But not this year. This year involved a lovely card with new Beside Me Bears, the Perfect Man and a half dozen roses.
All the world’s a stage. This keeps coming up for me. When I read as a lecture during Catholic mass, but especially when I help put on an event. Each space has its directors, its producers, its actors who all play a pivotal role. Each space has its problems and everyone has to pivot. And, the thought has occurred to me – everyone should, yes, I daresay should, take some acting classes in their formative years so they can truly learn the ins and outs of “all the world’s a stage.”