When was the last time your world collided with someone else?
Were you thankful for the impact or frustrated by the friction?
Perhaps the friction lit a spark that started a fire. Fires warm and scortch. I’m thankful for impacts, even with friction, that spark my step and help warm cold hearts, but hopefully don’t burn. Here’s to hoping-embracing these collisions like you embrace a hug. Here’s to a day of remembering, a week of hope, and month of gratitude for impacts in my life.
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