You reinstate my faith that I can always have even more to give if I try hard enough — more love, more kindness. On the darkest days, you give me faith that I will wake up the next day and embrace life as it comes. You will forgive my misdemeanors, which I cannot hide. But with that realization is the feeling that you will always kindle a love of surprises and miracles in how I perceive life.
Now I am here, and so are you. And life never ceases to surprise me with all its wonderful gifts. Goodness dwells in the belief that life’s uncertainty will keep giving us reasons to believe in miracles.
Because miracles aren’t always glittering items wrapped neatly inside a box waiting to be opened. They aren’t always dreams that we pray should come true. We don’t always recognize them because we choose never to believe in them sometimes. But I believe in miracles because of you.
The miracle is not about you. It’s that I can believe in you because I want to. Miracles lie in mistakes with no other lesson but learning how to smile. They occur when we accept the regularity of change as we keep discovering ourselves. But mostly, we look back in hindsight and realize how the biggest miracle was forgetting when we welcomed people into our lives…
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