Make it count—these years with your kids. But don't count your mistakes...or theirs.

Make it count. Your time together. But don't count the hours 'til bedtime or the hours 'til they leave the nest.

Make it count. Your time on this Earth. But don't count on it lasting forever and so

MAKE.
YOUR.
MOMENTS.
COUNT.

Try to count your blessings with this one life you've got. BUT DON'T COUNT ON BEING PERFECT.

Don't count your calories or the number of dollars in your bank account or your wallet.

Don't count your coulda woulda shouldas...

'cause you coulda',

and if you were smarter, perhaps you woulda',

and you sure shoulda',

BUT YOU DIDN'T,

and so

NONE.
OF.
THAT.
MATTERS.

and

OH.
FREAKIN.
WELL.

But don't count or "oh wells," or do, but either way, reconcile being content with a number of 'em.

Don't count yourself out, or them, ever. NOT EVER.

Don't count on money or others to make you happy.

Don't count on being happy all the time. You won't be.

BUT DON'T COUNT YOURSELF OUT EITHER.

Because here's the thing time on this Earth teaches you...

you can count anything and everything you want,

but the only thing worth counting

is the days you've tackled as the

badass,

fully capable,

strong af,

hardworking,

incredible human being you are.