My Secret Weapon For Focus
One day I will no longer be able to pick up a camera.
One day I will no longer be able to use my hands to write and type.
One day I will no longer be able to hug and hold those I love.
These are facts. Each undeniable.
When I am able to truly accept these harsh realities, instead of feeling doomed, I experience freedom.
Freedom to say, do and be who I really am, before those "one days" find me and it's too late.