Sunday, October 16, 2011
Changing Shoes...
Change is like wearing new shoes. It’s uncomfortable, stiff, and difficult. How many times we long to just wear the shoes that know every arch, bump, and recognize and understand how we walk, run and skip. This new shoe has no idea. Yet we don’t take time to realize that the old shoe that knows us so well was once new too, and that it took time. It had to be acquainted to who you were. You adjusted though, and just like change, future, and the rough times ahead, you will settle in and find your feet again
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