It was yet again the perfect fall weekend. There was not much in the way of surf with the wind making the Atlantic a little too choppy for decent conditions, but you can't have ideal surf all the time. Saturday marked the annual Cranberry Festival in Chatsworth where it is the one weekend of the year with more people than cranberries buzzing around town searching for crafts, amazing baked goods packed with cranberries and the ultimate feel of fall. I fully endorse the next six weekends being carbon copies of this weekend....sending vibes. 

Earlier this week I attended a meeting at the Medford's Women's Association. I consider myself pretty ambitious and a visionary, but there are times I find myself frustrated or disheartened. Sitting in a room with about fifty other women, most over the age of fifty, who all shared a dynamic vision to serve and make a difference was empowering. Many of these women have been plugging away longer than I've been alive charging ahead with a passion to leave an impact upon those around them. In a day and age when most seem more concerned about status and salary it was invigorating to find a commonality among these women that is rare in today's world. 

Looking around the room that evening gave me hope that there is no time line for serving. There is no window of when and how we are limited to being useful. I believe as a woman, there is great responsibility in leading by example and that there is no excuse to live silently or apathetically. My hope is that I will possess the same vision I have today at age sixty and that my efforts will, even in the smallest way, touch a few hearts along the way. Life is way too short to live for self...strive to make a difference every day, because in reality each day is a gift.