Evidence of Me
Nothing that we do is for nothing.
However big. However little.
They show who we are. What we value. And what our life encompasses.
We move through each day too quickly. Too automatically. Too busily.
Moving so fast that we miss the evidences of the many good and ordinary things that we do each day, often dismissed as insignificant. So insignificant that we may not even remember them, unless we intentionally pause to think about them.
You did something good today.
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