I pray and hope that my life will NOT be spent surviving the day, but on a journey to understand why I am here in the first place. My past it is truly me; my experiences, my mistakes, and my losses. As I learn, grow, and reconsider. I am just thankful to be alive to do it for another day. Just like many I struggle for acceptance and love while trying not to forget that I must first be lovable to be loved. That true love that only exists in our ability to truly and freely give/receive and not in the things we all love to collect just for show. Today entitlement is the norm; as we seek a cocktail of special magic pills that will cure all of our ill’s, while we ignore the risk that only surrender comes easy. |
