She married and had 13 children. Her husband died. She married again and had 7 more children. Again, her husband died.. But, she remarried and this time had 5 more children. She finally died after having 25 children. Standing before her coffin, the preacher prayed for her. He thanked the Lord for this very loving woman and said, 'Lord, they're finally together.' One mourner leaned over and quietly asked her friend, 'Do you think he means her first, second or third husband?' The friend replied, 'I think he means her legs.
A career, no matter how successful, can't put its arms around you. You end up being like Grand Central Station with people just coming and going. And there you are--left all alone.
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