Over the weekend I helped Will clean out his desk. I found, among other strange odds and ends and partially shoved into a workbook, a note I'd written for myself months ago. I must have carried the note into Will's room and accidentally left it sitting on his desk, where he happened upon it and used it as a place to store his ABC gum.
As I carried the note toward the trash can, I happened to notice that back side - as well as the front (gum storage) side - had been written on. The handwriting didn't belong to me though...
When life is rough, just keep on going and you will make it. Never stop trying because you will always get there.
I hope these wise words - courtesy of my wise-beyond-his-nine-years little boy - help you start your Monday morning off on the right foot.
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