I get through Life by prospecting for the treasure at the end of the rainbow. Sometimes, I fail to see the beauty in the earth I dig. I need days like yesterday when a heavy cloud of sadness hides the rainbow of big ideas and ambition; so that I put down my spade and take the time to sift through the soil at my feet to find new pearls of ideas and notions and semi-precious memory stones. I have snipped away yesterday's mesh of grief around my heart and replaced the leaden stones of hurt with amber and amethyst remembrances while peridot dreams and fresh new plans sing in my pocket. And I am glad to be alive.
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Always be glad to be alive. This is what we have 'life' and it's up to us to live it...(((hugs)))
There can't possibly be a better way to handle, or describe your outlook. Lovely!
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