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Pieces.

cynthiafoustvenner

Sometimes we need to take a deep hard look into a mirror, to see we are broken.


But that doesn't mean we can't pick up the pieces.


That doesn't mean we can't be put back together.


We are fixable.


All of us.


In all of our brokenness.


We will survive.


But we must CHOOSE to put it back together.


Make our choices accordingly.


Wisely.


It can be done.


It will get done.


And even though we may find frustration along the road, stay the course.


Just be patient, with yourself.


We are all works in progress.


Remember, perfect doesn't exist.


It never will.


We are all broken.


But that is how the light gets in.


Xoxo,

C.

 
 
 

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