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It's Time


Time to stop looking at all of the bad

          To stop looking at all of my mistakes

 

It's time to look back into my past & see everything that has made me laugh & smile

     To no longer focus on the things that made me cry

 

I see now that focusing on the bad, sad & stressful only runs me & my relationships with others down into the ground, feeding my fear

It's time to see my mom as the devoted, self sacrificing, non regretting loving force that she is

               To see my boyfriend as the calm, non condemning, loving force that he is

               To see my friends as the loving (yet busy) force that they are

 

It's time to turn away from my "curses" & to see all of my Gifts

      I am blessed and it is high time I noticed it

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