calling emerson in for some back up

I woke up with a stomach ache; it is still with me. I called out sick and went back to bed.

THE END.

Oh wait. I'm playing single mother this week. There are no sick days, there is no reprieve. So, I got up and made my way through the day - call it motherhood light. I didn't clean the house, or write my post. I made minimal effort. It will just have to be good enough.

So, I am headed to bed now, but before I go I thought I'd share a poem by Emerson I rediscovered last week:

SUCCESS

by Ralph Waldo Emerson

To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty,To find the best in others,To leave the world a bit better,
whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.

{I put this with my PTA binder. This is my sort of success.}