There are two ways to live. You can live as if nothing is a miracle, or you can live as if everything is a miracle.
– Albert Einstein
This week, I’m inspired by my good friend Jenni’s post.
Sometimes I just end up down in the dirt.
And sometimes I think it’s a miracle that there’s dirt at all, or a me to be down in it. So I’m firmly on the miracle side, because even in the midst of all the struggle and pain, I’ve still seen too many sunsets and heard too much incredible music and eaten too much dark chocolate.
Question: What makes you believe in miracles?
That I’m still here makes me believe… and that there are good friends (capital F or not) like you in this world.
If I retweet your retweet of my repost of your post, will we create an infinite loop?