When I turned 45, I lay in bed reflecting on all life had taught me. My soul sprang a leak and ideas flowed out. My pen simply caught them and set the words on paper. I typed them up and turned them into a newspaper column of the 45 lessons life taught me. When I hit 50, I added five more lessons and the paper ran the column again.

However good or bad a situation is, it will change.

Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift.

Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.

Eating something fresh out of the oven is like a hug you can taste.

Frame every so-called disaster with these words: In five years, will this matter?

It's OK to let your children see you cry.