One of the blessings of growing older is the discovery that many of
the things I once believed to be my shortcomings have turned out in the
long run to be my strengths, and other things of which I was unduly
proud have revealed themselves in the end to be among my shortcomings.
Things that I have hidden from others for years turn out to be the
anchor and enrichment of my middle age.
What a blessing it is to outlive
your self-judgments and harvest your failures.
- Rachel Naomi Remen -











