{"id":37653,"date":"2024-02-25T06:04:53","date_gmt":"2024-02-25T11:04:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.chezcora.com\/?p=37653"},"modified":"2026-06-24T10:28:21","modified_gmt":"2026-06-24T14:28:21","slug":"its-never-too-late-2024","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.chezcora.com\/en\/il-nest-jamais-trop-tard-version-2024\/","title":{"rendered":"It's never to late"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"wp-block-group is-layout-constrained wp-block-group-is-layout-constrained\">\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I need you, dear readers! This is the 211<sup>th<\/sup> letter that\u2019s being published and I wonder if I\u2019ve told you everything. I can\u2019t make things out clearly in this huge warehouse of my memory. I imagine mice dancing under the bottom shelves while crows scavenge and dig up old things on the top ones.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Like the crows in the warehouse, I open my notepad filled with quotes I copied from famous people and fall upon a few lines by Mahatma Gandhi: \u201cAs human beings, our greatness lies not so much in being able to remake the world \u2014 this is the myth of the atomic age \u2014 as in being able to remake ourselves.\u201d As I reflect upon this sentence, my courage returns. I thought I was depleted, but realize it\u2019s never too late to recreate myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s never too late\u2026to sort through my life, to keep what is precious and get rid of the clutter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s never too late\u2026to listen to my heart more often because it knows things my mind doesn\u2019t comprehend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s never too late\u2026to want to care for a pet. A cat or a dog would teach me to be more sensitive and affectionate. Everyone says I should get one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s never too late\u2026to visit my native Gasp\u00e9sie more often and contemplate its blue waves. I always feel like going yet I often hesitate to let the road take me there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s never too late\u2026to be amazed, to let my eyes take in the world, admire nature and the tall firs surrounding my home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s never too late\u2026to say thank you more often and mean it from the bottom of my heart. A sincere thank you requires so little effort.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s never too late\u2026to create new bonds, open my heart to new friendships and new adventures.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s never too late\u2026to improve the life of others around me; mine will only be that much better for it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s never too late\u2026to spice up my life and stop the daily routine from numbing my mind. Fortunately, writing allows me to go a little wild every now and then.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s never too late\u2026to learn to let go, to unburden myself of the things weighing on my shoulders and shackling my ankles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s never too late\u2026to age gracefully. We\u2019re as old as our thoughts, not whatever age the calendar says we are. Adventurous projects help us stay young apparently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s never too late\u2026to cultivate something, to sow a seed, watch the flower bloom and care for it. My kitchen counter is filled with plants and I blow them kisses so they grow faster.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s never too late\u2026to forgive someone who\u2019s hurt us. Resentment is a heavy burden. Forgiving saves us from fixating on our sorrows, frees the mind and lightens our heart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s never too late\u2026to start something. I started all over again at 40; my career as a trailblazing businesswoman is proof.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It\u2019s never too late\u2026to say \u201cI love you.\u201d It\u2019s a precious gift. Say it often and with sincerity. I\u2019m dying to be able to say it to my prince charming one day!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Where on earth is my soulmate hiding?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Cora<br>\u2764<\/p>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I need you, dear readers! This is the 211th letter that\u2019s being published and I wonder if I\u2019ve told you everything. I can\u2019t make things out clearly in this huge warehouse of my memory. I imagine mice dancing under the bottom shelves while crows scavenge and dig up old things on the top ones. Like the crows in the warehouse, I open my notepad filled with quotes I copied from famous people and fall upon a few lines by Mahatma Gandhi: \u201cAs human beings, our greatness lies not so much in being able to remake the world \u2014 this is the myth of the atomic age \u2014 as in being able to remake ourselves.\u201d As I reflect upon this sentence, my courage returns. I thought I was depleted, but realize it\u2019s never too late to recreate myself. It\u2019s never too late\u2026to sort through my life, to keep what is precious and get rid of the clutter. It\u2019s never too late\u2026to listen to my heart more often because it knows things my mind doesn\u2019t comprehend. It\u2019s never too late\u2026to want to care for a pet. A cat or a dog would teach me to be more sensitive and affectionate. Everyone says I should get one. It\u2019s never too late\u2026to visit my native Gasp\u00e9sie more often and contemplate its blue waves. I always feel like going yet I often hesitate to let the road take me there. It\u2019s never too late\u2026to be amazed, to let my eyes take in the world, admire nature and the tall firs surrounding my home. It\u2019s never too late\u2026to say thank you more often and mean it from the bottom of my heart. A sincere thank you requires so little effort. It\u2019s never too late\u2026to create new bonds, open my heart to new friendships and new adventures.\u2026<\/p>","protected":false},"author":414,"featured_media":37656,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"_seopress_titles_title":"","_seopress_titles_desc":"Rendue \u00e0 sa 211e lettre, Mme Cora demande l'aide de ses lecteurs : a-t-elle tout racont\u00e9? 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