I've been thinking a lot about how blessed we are here in the United States. There is so much we take for granted that others long for. This past year has shown me that truth. It is only when we have our eyes open to what could happen that we truly can move on and accept what is. I've been hurt. I think everyone has at one time or another. It's what we do with what we've been given that matters.
We are all responsible for how we use our time. We can moan about our circumstances and hope for a brighter day. We can wish that God would take us home. Then we would have to think about how the people we left behind will preceive our time here on Earth. Will we have made a difference in anyone's life? Or will we be forgotten as they move on. I want to use my time wisely, yet feel as we all do, pulled in so many different directions.
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