Make Every Day Count

“Here we all are sleepwalking through life. Every day just like the one before. Every day is taken for granted. I honestly don’t know if it would matter that we lived 100 days or 1000 years. Then along comes Bob. Shaken to the core. Not by choice but by fortune. He is chosen. I’m sorry it is so. Sick and so sorry. Bob is now awake though. Very awake and alive. Keenly aware of each breath and each moment. Unlike it was before. May you find strength, courage, and hope in each day. In each moment. May you live each day with grace and peace. And may you live this way for 1000 years.” – Friend, Wise Friend

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