Make good choices.
Be a good example to your brother and sisters.
Be nice to others.
Simple. I have no idea when CTR took on a whole other meaning. Perhaps when as a teenager I often did NOT CTR, or as a young adult when I made some more than questionable decisions, or even as an adult when I made the wrong choice and said the wrong thing over and over and over again. Sometimes I wish I still lived in blissful oblivion as to how ridiculous I really was!
Today, CTR is horribly complicated. I feel the weight of many worlds on my shoulders. The choices that I make today affect my children, my husband, and most decidedly my future. I tire of finding myself at a crossroads every few miles. Once again we are in a place where the immediate future of my little family dynamic is in another person's hands. And there is NOTHING I can do about it.
And pray some more.
One day I will write a best selling novel based on the true story of my ever-so-dramatic life. One day I will stand in front of a crowd and tell them all that they will survive their trials because I survived mine. One day I will THRIVE!
Today I will simply do my best to Choose The Right.