Sometimes you have to live life as though every second matters.
This week, several things mattered. I just wasn't able to determine which w ere more important.
The things that felt like meaningful relationships or the one that meant nothing but what mattered to me.
I decided just now, both are just as important. Neither is more important than those that matter to me. Because I'm am important, too.
Are you important?
Who told you last you were important?
Was there an outcome that affirmed your very being:
Was it you?
Was it a friend?
Was it a confidante?
Someone in your family?
