I have a lot to be in gratitude and I don’t want to take a single blessing for granted. I have been working on letting go of some of my dreams and being satisfied with life without them.
What I want is an insult to what I have.
It is audacious.
It would occupy too much of my time.
Of my person.
Of my identity.
I am not deceived into thinking there is anything about me that will not be replaced by others a little later on.
The forces at work have been slamming the door rudely in my face until I actually don’t want to like them, I don’t want to forget the intrinsic value of each human being and the dignity that is owed the other.
I will love others and wish to be so loved in return because of who I am and not for what I do.
I get to just be.
Opineaway 