Good days don’t announce themselves…often they aren’t even entire days. But, when the good comes, and it does come, I am trying to enjoy it however it lands. I don’t clutch it, or try to hold onto it. I also don’t try to replicate good days, because they are unique unto themselves. When the sun shines in my heart and mind, that is a good day. There are times though, a good day is just being able to get from point A to point B. On those days I know the meaning of gratitude, because I did make it from point A to point B even though it was hard. For me good days and hard days aren’t exclusive, sometime they happen in the same 24 hours. Like when good news comes after much worry. Or a misunderstanding gets resolved. If you made it through another day, my hope for you is that you are proud of yourself for your persistence. Wishing you hope and peace this night.

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