Sometimes I come to the end of a day feeling defeated & exhausted & I say "Ugh. That is a day I don't want to repeat." Other times I come to the end of a day and say, "That was a pretty good day."
Today was a pretty good day.
But, the thinker in me can't leave it at that. Because, when I really think about it, I SHOULD want to repeat those 'stinky' days too. Every single day. Every single breath...even the ones that cause us to labor and sigh and strain & strive...are amazing.
Can I remember that?
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