I love to sit and read the Sunday Paper. It's even better if I get to do it with my pj's, fuzzy slippers and a warm cup of herbal orange tea. I always start with the funnies and then systematically go through each section. Last week in the opinion section one columnist talked about her retirement after 47 years as a journalist. She mentioned "letting herself Go" but not in the terms we normally think of when we say " wow she really let herself go" meaning whats up with the unkempt hair, the expanding waist line and the pajama pants at the grocery store. She meant letting go and imagining the possibilities that are open to her. I began to think about what it means to let your self go. What would I do, or accomplish if I was willing to let myself go? What fears would I let go of? What possibilities might I begin to see? How might I view life differently? Would I go back to school? Would I quilt more? Would I start a business? Open my own bookstore? What possibilities might you discover if YOU "let yourself go"?