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Thursday, September 23, 2010

” Thinking Of You “

Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there…to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson or help
figure out who you are or who you want to become. You never know who these
people may be but you lock eyes with them, you know that very moment that
they will affect your life in some profound way. And sometimes things happen
to you at the time that may seem horrible, painful and unfair, but in
reflection you realize that without overcoming those obstacles you would
never realize your potential, strength, will power or heart.
Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of
luck. Illness, love, lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity all
occur to test limits of your soul. Without these small tests, life would be
like a smoothly paved, straight, flat road to nowhere safe and comfortable
but dull and utterly pointless. The people you meet affect your life. The
successes and downfalls that you experience can create whom you are,and the
bad experiences can be learned from. In fact they are probably the most
poignant and important ones. If someone hurts you, betrays you or breaks
your heart, forgive them because they have helped you learn about trust and
the importance of being cautious to whom you open your heart.If someone
loves you, love them back unconditionally, not only because they love you,
but also because they are teaching you to love and open your heart and eyes
to little things. Make every day count. Appreciate everything that you
possibly can, for you may never experience it again.Talk to people whom you
have never talked to before, and actually listen. Let yourself fall in love,
break free and set your sights high. Hold your head up because you have
every right to.Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in
yourself, for if you don’t believe in yourself, no one else will believe in
you. Create you own life and then go out and live it.

As a wheather cools and the leaves turn gold I want you to know that I’m
thinking of You…..




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