Today I was reading this blog {spencerandkylie.blogspot.com} and I stumbled across this post that really struck me and I wanted to share it....so here it is... Enjoy!!
home.
memories.
family.
old friends.
old boyfriends.
old stomping grounds.
i love it all.
the memories we have, both the good and the bad.
they're nice to have.
it reminds us who we are.
it tells our story.
it all fits in one big picture that defines YOU.
it's funny how all it takes in life is a change.
a move.
a new path.
leaving something behind,
but looking forward to something new.
change is good, but change is hard.
above all--people change.
one day, you are with that someone every day.
best of friends. inseperable.
the next, you are gone.
haven't spoken a word in days, months, or years.
it's crazy how that happens, isn't it?
life keeps moving. we keep moving.
but our memories stand still.
and each day we create new ones.
until one day, when we're old and chubby,
we smile and look back at our photographs or journals and say,
"wow. i had a good life. how blessed i am."
just remember when you're down, sick, depressed, alone, or struggling...
with something, anything.
there is ALWAYS someone who is struggling more.
maybe even fighting the exact same battle as you
life is ever evolving.
be grateful for who you are, where you are,
what you're doing and who you're with.
life is beautiful. it really is.
we live in a free country.
the united states of america is a land many people take for granted.
be grateful you have food in your cupboards and a bed to sleep on.
maybe even a TV and an over stuffed closet.
too many pairs of shoes to count,
more than enough gadgets or surfboards.
whatever it is... be grateful.
there are children living in poverty who don't have any "stuff."
conditions beyond imaginable.
with family and a dangerous job working in the mines of bolivia at age 8,
for $2 a day.
risking death daily to provide for their little family.
there are children in countries where they are not allowed to go to shool.
they cannot learn.
or progress.
they are stuck.
there are children living in countries where religion is banned.
coming unto christ is NOT an option.
worshipping as you wish is NOT an option.
there are children who have seen the effects of war.
who have experienced it FIRST HAND.
who have watched their loved ones die.
yet, they still carry on.
love everyone you meet. love your life. hold your family dearest.
because they're the ONLY ONES who will be there in the end.
that, and a conscience that questions, "did i do enough?"
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