Worth More Than Gold

I pulled up a podcast I really love called "Funky House London." A couple of songs later I was listening to Britt Nicole's song "Gold." In the song she says she's singing for girls and boys all over the world. She was singing for me; telling me to not let anyone convince me I'm not enough. These are Britt's words:

So don't let anybody tell you that you're not loved,And don't let anybody tell you that you're not enough.Yeah, there are days when we all feel like we're messed up,But the truth is that we're all diamonds in the rough.

Then she sang something I really needed to hear. "From the inside out it shows that you're worth more than gold."

There it was. I weigh 155 pounds. Today's price of gold is $1,581.50 per ounce. Since there are 16 ounces in a pound, I weigh 2,480 ounces. At that weight I am worth more than $3,922,120 dollars, which is another way of saying, "I'm priceless!"

And so are you!

The next time someone tries to shame you into thinking you're flawed or not up to scratch or low-grade, it's time to shine. It's time to let them know you're determined to take the world by storm!

Go for it!

Now!

Visiting Mary on Amanda's Birthday

It was January 19, 1995

She came to the door wearing one of those little white caps that remind me of the bulles people wear in some cultures.

Once inside, I sat down on the living room sofa. But Mary stood and stared out a sliding glass door which opened on to her backyard patio. I didn't ask, but I guessed she was looking out over the endless rows of peanuts that began at the far edge of her lawn.

Yawning, she told me the medicine she was taking for nausea made her sleepy.

A chemo pump was strapped to her waist, but she seemed happier than I've seen her in a long time. The doctors at the clinic in Texas had just phoned to say they reckon her cancer to be in remission. After sharing their speculation she said, "It's strange how a trace of hope can make the nausea more tolerable."