Momma said...


Sometimes it's easy to forget that the sun comes up.  Every. Single. Day.

And that no matter how bleak things appear, there is a reason to hope.  Every. Single.  Day.

While choosing minute-by-minute to hope, to encourage, to bolster, sometimes I feel like I'm faking it 'til I make it.

Y'know what?  I'm starting to make it.



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