The condition of your life,
If you could bitch about it,
Whine about it,
Rage about it
Feel sorry about it...
You are blessed.
The alternative would mean you are dead.
Recognize the blessing in the storm.
Every day is a gift, no matter how disappointing or dismal
You are gifted with the breath of life.
And each day you are blessed to rise, births a opportunity to do and see things differently.
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