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I am Determined


I am the passenger and driver of a train with four carts My last cart is Celebration of Life. It carries wine, cheese, and crackers. The next cart; Memories, carries memories of love, loss, and gain. The middle cart is Heart. It carries passions, goals, dreams, and religion. The first cart carries my family and friends. It is called First Class. My destination is Train Heaven, a place of success; a place where trains go after they have made positive differences, meaningful impacts on the roads they cross, and meaningful impacts on the people they encounter. The road to Train Heaven, however, is a difficult one. Recently, I have spent more time being a passenger than a driver. Once, I spent time at First Class Twice, I spent time at Memories Three times, I spent time at Celebration of life Little time I spent at the middle and at the front. Nevertheless, I have taken control of the train again. I am back on track Hopeful I am the driver I am Determined I will make it to Train Heaven with all my carts in place, regardless of road bumps and distractions of my cargo.
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