Life is like the beach.
We are all mere wanderers, strolling along the water, bending down to pick up shells of unique carve and mold, which are like experiences in disguise.
Everyday we stumble across a memory of sort, an experience, and lesson, to learn from, and keep in our box of collections, as we slowly walk through this journey.
The shells we collect can represent the new people we meet, the discoveries we make, the odd characters we learn about, the knowledge bank we widened, the values and qualities we strive to embody, and the life we try to make meaning of.
Smile while you encounter the scattered shells on the sand, with optimism and faith that it is all meant to be, with reasons from the Above, while only more await.
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