I have to confess, i'm a bit bummed. Today I'm 50. And although I've learned a whole lot in life, I don't feel proud.
Seems like my whole life, good things just went meant to be. I am glad to be saved, as it determines my finish line. And that's great! But I wish things would have turned out better in my relationships. I know I'm a good person, but why does it seem that sometimes the folks who are crappy and proud always win?