I got an email from a friend today who was inspired by something she read, and although not a religious person, it hit home with her and who she sent it to, I’m sure. The point being that we “have a whole heck of a lot to offer, and we all long to be doing something more. In fact, I am often guilty of wishing away time.  And lots of times, I don’t get the expected outcome.  Things don’t always happen on our time…and maybe that’s for good reason.”

Because I was feeling the um, how I can eloquently put this, same “blah-ness,” I needed to be inspired, and thought about all the things, important things, that must have happened elsewhere in the world this day while we were questioning our decisions, feeling sad about our situations, and wishing for more than what we were handed. Turns out, if you really think about it, it wasn’t a waste of a day, and it’s sure wasn’t a boring day.  Because, it is most definite that….

Somewhere… a new doctor just saved his first life – and became insanely addicted to it.

Somewhere…a teenager just turned 18, and is able to walk away from an abusive home as a full-grown independent.

Somewhere….someone in the world right now is thinking of you, and doesn’t want to be anywhere else in the world but sitting beside you if you’d only let them.

Somewhere… there is someone you want to be sitting next to more than anyone else in the world.

Somewhere…a young woman is going to a clinic and walking out instead, knowing that somehow, some way, she is going to raise this baby.

Somewhere… there are two people meeting for the first time who will be the source for a great love story that will be passed down to their great-great- great-grandchildren.

Somewhere…someone bit their lip, conquered their fears, and jumped out of an airplane for the first time.

Somewhere… two worthy and loving people are being given the gift of a child that they couldn’t have themselves.

Somewhere…a child was lost, and has been reunited with those that have been worried sick about his wellbeing.

Somewhere…a new restaurant just pinned their first dollar to the wall to the cheers of its patrons and waitstaff.

Somewhere…a child has just learned what she wants to be when she grows up.

Somewhere…an adult has just learned what he wants to be when he grows up.

Somewhere…a director has just yelled “that’s a wrap” on a movie that will be one day studied  by someone whose passion for movies leads them to be one of the greatest directors of his time.

Somewhere…someone has just realized this moment that the limitations of others do not apply to her.

Somewhere… someone has been given the keys to her first home, a sanctuary for her children, a lock on the door, and actual windows in the frames, and for the first time ever, she will sleep a good night’s sleep.

Somewhere…someone heard from her secret admirer today.

Somewhere…a secret admirer made a lasting impression.

Somewhere,…an animal was saved from cruelty and taken to a safe haven, where she will be adopted by a loving family and live out her days chasing squirrels in the backyard.

Somewhere…Today someone decided that, against the odds, they were going to be the first in their family to go to college.

Somewhere…Someone packed up a home and left an abusive relationship behind them.

Somewhere…someone learned to read and has since dived into a world of imagination, hopefully never to come back to the surface.

Somewhere…someone quit their soul-sucking job and walked out on a life that was insufficient, and instead decided to run towards an unknown that although foggy, was far better than the black and white they were living in.

Somewhere…someone created a technology that is going to make the ipad look like an Exersketch.

Somewhere…someone’s kind words changed another’s outlook on themselves, and perhaps saved their life.

Somewhere…there is someone reading this who wants to be greater than they are, better at what they do, is willing to take a few risks, and experience the greatest that life has to offer.



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