"We all live with the objective of being happy; our lives are all different and yet the same" Anne Frank
The week hasn't been very exciting. I spent most of it writing. I'm up to 27,000 words and now just want to get it done and over with. Writing this amazing story has opened up a different culture and a lifestyle different than anything I've known. Yet the similarities outweigh any differences and reminds me how much the same we all are. I'm grateful for.....
-my friend's wife reading what I have to date and telling me it gave her chills...that she couldn't stop turning the pages. I love that.
-an older friend whose expertise has opened up doors that I couldn't have opened had it not been for her.
-People. They're what really matters. Things break, get used up, and are eventually pushed aside. People live on even when they're no longer alive.
-sometimes I look at strangers and they look familiar....like I've met them before...seen them somewhere even though I never have. It reminds me of our connection to each other.....
-relationships.....the best one is with Him. He centres me. Guides me. Shows me the value in me and in every person I meet.