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Part of who I am and what I am is what my mother taught me. Cliché I know and I truly dislike talking about myself. I am more of a listener than a talker, safe to say I do not really like the spotlight. But anyway Part of me is what my mother has taught me and shown me. And I want to share this because I wouldn’t be where I am mentally without her. Growing up she would always tell me what I am doing is to better myself and not her. Education and spirituality is for me to reap the fruits of my labor and not for her, because she doesn’t need it but I will. She will often ask where do you want to be 5 years from now? 10 years from now? And before I will answer she would ask again where were you 5 years ago? Where were you 10 years ago? If she hadn’t asked me that I would never had realized how time flies. I mean yes time flies but then when you actually go through that flashback you realize it was just the other day. But you have to ask yourself if you have grown from that person you were, and if you have changed for the better or if everything is static. The same way those years that you lived by came by so fast is the same way more years will pass by. Most of us just exist, blindly living through the days one after the other- days, weeks and then years without truly knowing what we want to do or who we want to be. But mostly generally having an idea of the future that sometimes unfolds in our favor and other times well Man makes plans and God makes his plans. Whatever you are doing RIGHT now is for you and most likely for your children and for some a family name, but if whatever you are doing right now hasn’t worked after so many tries try something new. Trying something new is different from giving up. But most important thing is to realize time does fly by and isn’t just a metaphor. Ask yourself where you 5 years ago? 10 years ago? And where do you see yourself 5 years from now and 10 years from now. I’m guessing not where you were or where you are.

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