I was born late.  I am late for just about everything.  I will be late for my own funeral?    My internal clock runs at a slower pace than most others.  Does it concern or bother me?  No.  I love taking time to "smell the roses" and notice the small stuff (and try not to sweat it).  I yearn for the old times when life wasn't in such a hurry.  I'm talkin' before cars and stuff.    When people would sit and "chat" face to face.  When making a new acquaintance was an exciting occasion.  When courtesies were important and practiced.  Don't get me wrong, I love technology.  But why must we be so impersonal anymore?  I am married and he is my soul mate.  Marriage is a great thing.  It's not easy but the rewards are great.  I have a child and I pray for him a lot.  You have to these days.  God and family are most important to me.  As my name reflects, I am a late bloomer and am still finding my way.  Bless those who I encounter and pray that both our lives will be enriched for it.