A fantastic post on “not sweating the small stuff.” Life is beautiful, we are so lucky to be experiencing it no matter what we’re dealing with. This girl’s perspective is inspiring and captivating!
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When I was in the fifth grade, I started having some difficulty seeing the whiteboard in class. But I was like eleven years old, and I didn’t know a thing about anything, and I just thought that was kind of normal, to be sort of semi-blind and wander around through a world of blurry shapes and impressions without having any real idea what’s going on. Eventually, an adult realized that I couldn’t see jack, and the next thing I knew I was picking out a pair of frames in an optometrist’s office somewhere. I’m pretty sure I picked a pair that was pink, or had ponies on them, or something. I don’t really remember. But what I do remember is the clarity.
I walked out of that office – and I was just standing in a gross parking…
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Amazing and very true. We need to quit focusing on the small stuff.
Courtney – Thank you for reblogging this post. I am off to sign up to follow her blog. Her courage amazes me.
I’m so glad you got as much out of it as I did- she has a truly wonderful blog.