How Many Roads Tell your Story?

In my 58 years, I can count 13 roads (Drives, Ways, Lanes, and/or Streets) that I can call home: from the Midwest to the South, to two stints overseas, and finally to the East Coast.  The story of my life is told on these roads.  There are so many great stories of life, and of course, some are not so great.  We all have these stories.

Quite a few years ago, I adopted an NYE phrase from a friend that stated, “Judge a year by the good things that happened.”  I’ll push that phrase further and say, “Judge a life by the good things that happen.”   It is way too easy to wallow in self-pity sometimes, but if we can look deep, we will find the good stuff, too!

What are your roads?  What are your stories?  What is your “good stuff”?