Sometimes, I forget that goodness can be found in all things. Nothing is all good or all bad. I think it is called being human.
At first it was recognizing it for what is was and not rejecting it because it wasn't the way I wanted it or I thought that it should be. If it wasn't wrapped up in a neat little package with my name on it, it wasn't mine to own, especially if I didn't feel I needed it. It had to be something for someone else, it couldn't possibly be mine!
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Love always,
Jo
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