I read this today and toyed with whether or not to post it. And then, I had a particular conversation with someone and thought maybe he/she could use it. (You know the conversation; the one rooted in self-doubt and unsuredness. As general people-pleasers, some of us have these not infrequently.) I love getting little pushes of motivation in indiscriminate places. I hope that you (ahem...yes, you) get that from this:
The family. We are a little band of characters trudging through life, sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that binds us all together.
Friday, March 4, 2011
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