I am taking an opportunity to blog from my cousin Blake’s house in Tennessee on my way home from my grandmother’s funeral. Although sad, funerals are wonderful opportunities to renew connections with family. They also push us to analyze our lives, motivations, and what forces and influences have shaped us into who we are today. I have had discussions with family members this week who share my lack of ability to indulge in “down time” and my obsession with not being or appearing lazy. Today my aunt told me a couple of things my Granddad Piles would often say:

I’m not going to be caught sitting on the stool of do-nothing.

I’d rather wear out than rust out.

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