Touch of an old friend’s hand

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it's hard to remember

 Sometimes it's hard to remember that I'm not the only one who has lost someone. 

It's a little embarrassing to admit, but I can honestly say that I have more good moments than bad now… More good days than bad days now...More Hope than hopelessness now.

I have discovered that when I feel like I'm the only person who understands that, God usually sends someone to me very quickly to remind me that I'm not alone. 

So I've decided that today I am going to make someone else's day. 

When I go to the store I'm going to comment about how great someone's shoes are or how amazing their hair looks in the sun or I'll say "what a wonderful smile you have" when I see someone with a wonderful smile.

I discovered a long time ago that it's really easy to make someone's day. 

All it takes is a brief comment or a Unexpected compliment to pull somebody else out of a bad day. Shortly after I discovered how easy that was...

I discovered that making someone else's day is also a great way to make my own day! 

Why don't you give it a shot today? You can even text someone and make their day. A simple text letting someone know you're thinking about them can go a very long way. 

For the rest of this month, and or the months after I herby promise to go out of my way to make at least one person's day,every day. 

You know who's going to be very happy with that decision! 

Why Crying ?

 So I’m cooking breakfast for myself and my wife. Cheese grits, toast, sausage and eggs. Everything going good, been a great morning so far and I have been productive. Then I go to flip her eggs and my hand tremors hit, the yoke bust on both and they land folded. I’m mad I did that when I was doing so good. Then I sit with my wife to eat and when I start to tell her about ruining her eggs I choke up, I can’t stop the feeling of being useless, a failure. I start crying, Tears flowing and I don’t know why. Why ? It was such a good day. 

Nobody cares or wants me.

 So does it matter that nobody views my page? Am I writing to myself? This is discouraging. It would be nice to know that somebody in this world cares a little. It seems like everything I do is wrong. Just ask my wife. I can't do anything correct. I always try to be honest and sometimes it gets me in hot water. 

 

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