A time to give, a time to receive. Must be learned equally. But why does it seem hard to do one at one time and than the opposite. Kind of like we must love each other including those who do us wrong again and again. Lessons being taught so much right now. Growth happening all around me. I see it and it is alive and well. Or was it always there and I was blind to the Teacher.
Hmmm thinking, processing and not sure the output yet. Eyes are opening to what I am suppose to see and learn. Who would have guess life would lead me here. Not me. Ask anyone, who knew me. Now ask anyone who knows me now. They are not surprise, nor me. I am glad I am finding the way. I am glad I stayed the journey. I know I was lost but now I am found. Blind but now I see. Life is good. Sometimes buried deep down just waiting to be discovered. Do you have the shovel?
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