A thought occurred to me this morning, this long awaited rainy, and cool morning.
As I read a poem, the author kept talking about hope amidst so much sorrow and destruction. Isn’t is so, through all the years, that there is always something to lament…..to fear, to feel desperate about? But, there is also much to rejoice in, appreciate and see beauty in?
Why not focus then on the best things!
8/2/21
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