Wednesday, September 5, 2007
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
YES,I DO,I COUNT MY BLESSINGS EVERY DAY NOW. IT COULD ALWAYS BE WORSE,I'M
BLESSED,EVEN IF I'M NOT ALWAYS HAPPY.
EVEN WHEN I'M DEPRESSED,I KNOW I'M A
VERY BLESSED PERSON AND HAVE SO MUCH TO BE THANKFUL FOR.
THESE ARE VERY TOUCHING WRITINGS AND
PHOTOS,YOU ARE A SPECIAL PERSON!!!
I always wonder what the hell I have done to deserve such a beautiful life. The answer is nothing, so I guess you are right. I am just lucky. The luckiest person in the world. I realize this.
I may be lucky in some ways, like having a house or a bed, but I'm quite unlucky in the way of love in any form and in faith
I always think about how I don't even know how lucky I am. Being an adved reader, I always think what if I was thrown out into the streets by my family, abandoned by all my friends. Could I handle it? I don't know how lucky I am, but I'm trying to find out.
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