The beauty of the day lies in the hopes that we build in it, the love that surrounds us and the wonderful people who help us get better in life. Morning is the right time to start with love and kindness. What you start in the morning usually stays with you the entire day. Try to be kind to yourself and think of the variety of blessings that you have received. As you feel better, think of the various ways in which you will be able to help others and be a good person to strangers. A simple hello or a kind smile may change some ones life forever. For many people the smile that you give maybe the only smile that they will receive the entire day. This morning invest your time in encouraging somebody. Show love to the ones that need it and give to the ones that are needy.
When I get up in the mornings I just realize that each moment of the day has it’s own value/worth. No matter how many mornings pass, I will always be awake with a fresh enthusiasm for life because my children are my motivators. They keep me happy and create more happiness within me.
So, I leave you with this…
Look out of a window and take in the brightness from the sun. Forget the clouds and shadows of doubt and fear.Life awaits you in all its fullness, its another beautiful day.
What is Strength? I constantly wonder about this word and its defining characteristics through people. We all know what physical strength consists of, but mental or emotional strength is a whole other ballgame. People are constantly saying I am strong, each time I ask myself, am I really? To me, strength is numbness. A feeling of not feeling anymore. This is not a good thing. It has came over me from years of unplanned and events that have been completely out of my control. I never stole a car, robbed a bank or anyone else at that. I have never been a bully, never went against my good conscience, but yet life happens and you become more numb with the blows from each event. So, I normally don’t say that someone is strong unless I know that they are numb from life or have been through a tragedy, something life changing. The constant bites of uncontrollable events that hit you over and over again, that to me is strength, its kind of like smacking your hand repeatedly, at first it hurts, then it hurts more but eventually it becomes numb. You don’t hold it together because you can, but you have learned that no matter how many times you cry or break down, nothing will change your life. Nothing can stop them from happening, nothing can take away the true pain, but you are numb through it and with each bite, slap or blow you get more numb. Its a coping mechanism not everyone is equipped with. And they call you ‘Strong’ But you know, You are Numb.