Sunday, March 10, 2013

This afternoon I ponder my blessings and gifts . . .

. . . the wonderful people who have entered my life, the moments that have shaped me, the grace, and I remember these lines:

"But remember this, my brother, see in this some higher plan, you must use this precious silver to become an honest man" (Les Miserables).

What must I become? What have the blessings and the people so integral to my being paid the price for? What is the higher plan?

I wonder if I am putting on a brave face. Is any of this real?

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