I breathed. I laughed. I mothered. I forgave. I gave a gift. I got out of bed. I went off medication. I mourned. I remembered. I stood under the Milky Way. I made wishes. I dreamed. I made goals. I cried. I savored. I volunteered. I wrote letters. I let go, let it go, and let it go, again. I bit my tongue, then let it loose. I went back on medication. I submitted essays. I taught. I believed. I prayed. I watched. I served. I wrote. I fought. I accepted. I wandered. I aged. I connected. I shut out. I opened my arms. I struggled. I held tight. I gave thanks. I enjoyed. I loved. Yes, I loved.
And in the end, I won.
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10 thoughts on “risk”
(Yes, it’s an action verb in the Beth Dictionary. I’ll send you a copy someday.)
Ha! Yes, I did. Thank you, Beth. xo
You win every day because you are you. AND you are loved. 🙂 HUGS!
Thank you Tracy, you’re loved, too! xo
When you love, you always win. xo
So true, Kelly. xo
You’ve always been a winner in my book.
But I understand what you mean.
I think you’re pretty awesome, too, Mark. Thank you.
YES! Beautiful and wonderful. You are maravillosa.
Wow, you all are fast! Thank you so much, I think you’re marvelous, too!
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