Today I must choose to sit outside and listen to the life of my neighborhood; birds chirping, lawn mowers, wind in the trees, dogs communicating and even some insects buzzing. I must choose to see the pesky yellow flowering weed in my flowerbed as life. Life...Its a good thing. So much devastation, so much grief, loss, lack of trust, defilement, hatred, haters, deceivers, depression, anxiety and broken spirits the good in life gets lost. Today I will celebrate you, you pesky yellow weed, I will celebrate a life that was called home, I will celebrate that I am not yet cynical enough not to actually know, believe and celebrate good things. Today I choose life.
Posted on: Tue, 01 Apr 2014 19:38:13 +0000
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