>It can not be said enough that life is truly the best teacher. Maybe the shedding of the rose colored glasses is a way of “Self Preservation”. The things we’ve learned, those lessons that keeps you from repeating history, teaching you to do things differently, to experience new things but remembering the past so we don’t ruin our future. As you get older the openness that you once felt seeps a little from your heart, almost becoming jaded. Seeing things at times from experienced eyes has its positive and negative rewards. At times like seeing the future. We all say that we wish we knew what our future held but do we really want to know; and if we did, could we take it or would we try to change it? No more rose colored glasses, things seems so clear at times, but then again, what do you do with the truth? Do we allow it to resonate in our spirits and make decisions from it, or do we even trust that spirit in us to do what we need to do?