Not Losing Sight of What's Important
There are good times there are bad
times. There are nice times there are
sad times. There are sunny days
there are stormy days. But in all that
realization we sometimes forget that
it doest matter what the day looks
like or feels like, the most important
part of the day is when you come
home to your wife/husband/kids/
parents/roommate/friend with
benefits it really doesnt matter
because the people that matter most
to you are doing well and your
together. So even if the worlds on
fire but your together that is all that
should matter. To be grateful at the
end of the day for what you may or
may not deserve.
Copyright © Margarita Chebukina | Year Posted 2014
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