I know someone. Living life one day at a time. No, it’s not
me. Though I try. He lives on and on and
on. Despite illness. Despite personal tragedies. Despite everything. Because he’s truly in
love. With life. He’s a modern-day Job. What’s his secret? Maybe it’s that he doesn’t keep secrets. He acknowledges. That he’s been blessed. With
life. With the uncanny ability to
love. He’s learned to savor something.
One day at a time. Now. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. –Jim Broede
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