1 Blessing, 2 Blessing, 3 Blessing, 4…

Today I began the 1st day of my 23rd year. Yep, my math is correct. That makes me 22 years old. My week started with a pity party. I felt sorry for myself, pushing myself deeper into a pit of self-pity and depression. I wanted to disappear. Then i remembered something, I am blessed. I…

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The Important Things

Next Friday I turn 22. That's right... On the 11 of the 11 I turn 22, awesome right? In my almost 22 years of life I've come to realize something. Our physical lives last only as long as God grants us breath, but we live on in the memories of others based on how we…