Imagine every new day as a fresh start.
· Imagine waking up every morning and thinking about the past.
· Imagine reliving every moment that has already happened, good or bad.
· Imagine remembering why you are mad, what it was that upset you, things that made you unhappy, and all the hurt feelings you’ve ever known.
Now imagine your life without a past.
· Imagine a blank slate and you with a stick of chalk in your hand.
· Imagine the story you will tell when you begin to write.
· Imagine waking up and thinking, “what will I do, who will I be?”
Imagine the power of making this decision with each new day.
When you feel like you’ve tried,
And you know you are through,
Quitting may seem
Like the right thing to do.
I know I will.
In a new place,
Even then, still…
Can I make this promise
And can it really be true?
Was quitting this time
The right thing to do?
The answer is clear,
For now, I am sure,
That I have taken all
One man can endure.
Check with me later,
See what will ensue.
When the quitting is done,
There will be more to do.
The three of us have something to say.
Me, as a boy: “Here, take my hat.”
Me, as an adult: “That’s awfully nice of you. Thank you for the hat.”
Me, as a parent: “You were such a good boy!”
Then I cry.
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