Often times I find myself suspended in uncertainty- wishing I had done something differently in my past, yearning for something more in my future. waiting, regretting, hoping, searching…thinkingthinkingthinking.
But lately, my feet have found their way down and are planted on the ground. I can see my life for what it is. I am capturing that moment in time where I’m like another set of eyes peering into my life and seeing how things have changed and are currently changing for me. I am freezing the present, sitting back, marveling at it.
Is it a sin to admit, I really like my life?
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