Death
Inspiration is like an unexpected pregnancy.
Inspiration is life changing, once one is inspired
nothing stops them from reaching their goal.
Inspiration for me was the death of a loved one.
My whole world stopped and expierencing this felt like walking on hot coals, bare foot.
All the pain was felt by me the most, I was so lost I didnt know if I should stay put.
Until one day, I realized this grief was to teach me a lesson about my future path.
I turned on the fauctet and began to create my
own bath. For I was inspired to help heal others
and ease their pain away. For I was inspired to
help others make it to the next day.
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