Direktlänk till inlägg 8 juni 2008
I may never see tomorrow; there's no written guarantee,
And things that happened yesterday belong to history,
I cannot predict the future, I cannot change the past,
I have just the present moment, I must treat it as my last.
I must use this moment wisely for it soon will pass away,
and be lost to me forever as part of yesterday,
I must exercise compassion, help the fallen to their feet,
Be a friend unto the friendless, make an empty life complete.
The unkind things I do today may never be undone,
And friendships that I fail to win may nevermore be won,
I may not have another chance on bended knee to pray,
And thank God with humble heart for giving me this day.
Kaela
Nu har vintern kommit till Norrköping. Det var ett par tre år sedan vår stad vart klädd i vitt! Moses älskar det! Men jag är begränsat förtjust! Den enorma vitheten bländar mina få procent av syn så det blir tufft att vara ute. ...
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