Far to Go

"Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,

Thursday's child has far to go,

Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for his living,
And the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay."

~ Mother Goose

I was born on a glorious Thursday, some 19 years ago.
Then, I grew and I grew.
I learnt and I learnt.
But what if, on that eventful day, I hadn't been born?
What if it all was written out differently?

Should we question all the little what ifs,
and wonder how the picture would have been painted?
Or should we just be thankful and peer positively into the horizon?
To look past all the storms ahead.
And still have the zest to want to reach the sky.
And then some.

I know, with every fibre of my being, that I have far to go.
So much further.
But a casual look behind me,
fuels the desire to not only want to continue on;
Rather to charge, with grace and goodness.

It sure helps to have a genuine smile
plastered on my face whilst I'm at it. =)