Lately I've spent a lot of time fretting over a feeling of emptiness in my life. One that scares me. Rather foolish behaviour. Esp. when I know that...
I am blessed. With people who look out for me, and care about me. With people who want me to succeed, and be happy. People who are ready to help me on the way there. People who stand by unconditionally.
I am blessed with people who want to know me. With people who find it in their hearts to share their joys, sadness, their lives with me. People who trust me, have faith in me.
I have been blessed with people who can make me smile, and people who, though they were a fleeting part of my life, enriched it for evermore.
I truly am lucky to have all these treasures. It is more than what most can lay a claim on!
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probably the head. some of my blessings make sure the stomach's refilled often. :D
so i will try and find some brains to put into that head, which, apparently, is the empty one.
ummm...
ummm? care to elucidate? :D
Well.
Your post reminded me of an SMS. kinda tacky but contextual!
People are made to be loved and things are made to be used,
But the world is such a shitty place that things are being loved and people are being used.
Happy to know that you are cared for. Passing a phase of roses, where things look pink. OMG, am i talking like a sadist?
Never mind, as usual, i don't know what point i want to make! :|
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