It's funny, I always imagined when I was a kid that adults had
some kind of inner toolbox full of shiny tools: the saw of discernment,
the hammer of wisdom, the sandpaper of patience...
some kind of inner toolbox full of shiny tools: the saw of discernment,
the hammer of wisdom, the sandpaper of patience...
But then when I grew up, I found that life handed you these rusty bent old tools:
friendships, prayer, conscience, honesty. ...
and said 'do the best you can with these, they will have to do'.
And mostly, against all odds, they do.
~ Anne Lamott