Lemons Make Lemonaide!

Today I will smell the coffee, the roses and make lemonaide out of my lemons. I will take the sweetness of my past, mix it with the lemons in the bowl and treat myself to a new experience. Today I will take stock in my accumulation and make a plan for how it will look in the days to come. Today I will reevaluate my goals and consider my options in order to draw a map to where I am headed. Like the coffee beans that grew up to be ground into a desirable drink; like the roses whose flowers were guarded by their thorny mates until they became the rose petals in my potpouri ; like the lemons who came from a seed to the tart but sweet fruit in my lemonaide, I too will become something of a sum of my past.