In a series of unfortunate events, your mind freely wonders off and you forget to think about the things you’ve been blessed with.
Try to take a step back and breath, because once you start counting your blessings…your temporary problems will not matter anymore.
My dad use to always teach my brothers and I the importance of acceptance. He’ll show us in his little ways that, if you can learn to always accept the hardships in your life, no hurdle will be too tough to overcome. That people can only hurt you if you let them. And that you are the only person capable of bringing yourself down.
So I sit here, thinking of the man my father raised me up to be. Ashamed that I allowed others to define my own self worth. Yet a piece of me wonders inside, how did my father make it seem so easy?
Breakfast at Broder Nord
God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
All that I am, or ever hope to be, I owe to my father. Happy Birthday dad!
It’s frightening how much you could be wrong about someone. Realizing that sometimes the best friendships come from those you least expect to get along with. Makes me wonder of all the great relationships I’ve walked past, blinded by pure ignorance.