How can we learn to make any decisions at all
unless we make some stupid ones
and some mediocre ones
and some brilliant ones...
Personally, I have made,
and plan to make, stupid decisions,
sing the wrong notes and words,
stub my toe (like your Gramma),
pack the wrong clothes
and keep on playing with the divine process of making decisions
which is really just about creating my life and my world of experience.
Try to remember your amazing brilliant decisions
(there are more than I have time to list-
but tell me if you want a list!)
And, girrrl-friend, don't be kicking yourself about the decisions
you judge to be stupid.
You and I don't know which is which,
We just know what feels good.
And which ones hurt.
The ones that hurt aren't always stupid
but that doesn't mean they don't hurt
And vice versa...
The pleasant ones aren't always smart-they're just pleasant
Smartest thing you ever did: reach down
to put those boots in the trunk.
How did that happen?
If you can figure that out,
everything else will be
a piece of cake from Laduree Harrods,
In the meantime, be gentle with yourself,
I love you.
I miss you.
And I'm so proud of you,
you shining creature, you friend of foxes...