Given to us to become what we make of them.
Some people fold them into paper cranes,
Some people draw on them with watercolors,
or pencils,
or sharpies,
or crayons.
Some people just leave them blank.
All of these things make us who we are. Any mark, or action we do will change the picture.
And at the end of every day, we have a picture to hang in our little "gallery of life".
And at the dawn of ever new day, we are handed a new piece of paper.
And sometimes things happen and things appear on our paper that we didn't expect.
Like coffee spills, or a paint splatter, or a hole.
And we can choose to either let them be, crumple up the paper, and throw it away,
or,
We can make something beautiful out of it.
The decision between these two choices determines our happiness.
Changes happen. Accidents happen. Life happens.
We can always change. Or remain the same.
But at the end of time, when we look back at our "gallery",
We will see either beautiful artwork, or a pile of crumpled up paper.
Make your mark.
Sinseriously,
Marina
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