Life Is…
Life is precious.
Ever since the incident in the park (if you don’t know what I’m referring to, just ask me), I’ve been more grateful. The response from family and friends was overwhelming. I feel so loved and cared about, and it’s very reassuring. I haven’t gotten around to replying to everyone’s email, but I will when I have a spare minute…
There’s something about staring death in the face that has a pronounced effect on one’s outlook on life. I’ve been quite teachable since then, and I’ve been practicing patience in situations where I would have lost it previously. I feel that my path and priorities are changing. Slowly. But they are changing. And change is good.
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