Friday, November 5, 2010
A Sign
Everyone has a security blanket. It may be the arms that hold you at night, a teddy bear you have had since you were born or maybe a book that calms your thoughts. Everyone has one.
Yesterday I realized how much I am blessed with my security blanket. At times I might hate it and might want a change, but at the end of the day I realize how luckey I am to have my security blanket filled with love, care, and support.
My sign isn't to just escape and find something new, my sign is to take time and realize what I want to make me happy and "secure".
That might take time, but I am willing to wait for the right sign.
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