
We plant many things in our lives that we intended to do differently, but then we get to the end of the season, and, well....
My mother, an alcoholic, said, a month before she died, " I didn't intend for it to turn out this way. But that's what happens when you mistreat life."
Let's look closely at our intentions. Let's treat life as if it really matters. It's the only life we have. Today is the only day we have. This minute is the only minute we have.
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