Sunday, January 6, 2013


There is a decision that occurs within us all of whether we decide to be well-defined by other’s opinions or the personal truth of knowing who we are as individuals. 

It is in the sincere, heartfelt, and splendid months of summer that we enjoy ourselves and grow up to be older than we were yesterday yet younger than tomorrow; however, it is the cold, bare months of winter when we are dared to evaluate our worth and the influence of people’s opinions on shaping our identity in who we have become. 

Not always are we thrilled with the answers we uncover about our dishonorable choices that have brought us to see the face in the mirror at the end of each day. 

A new sacrifice arouses within our hearts when we figure that we have developed into someone who we do not want to be; it is a sacrifice of which fear controls emotions and hammers the known image of how we always imagined ourselves into our naïve minds, a place where we know that we can never live up to such perfect imagery of our potential. 

While we keep knocking cowardly at the door of our future, we forget to acknowledge the kind of person that has grown to knock upon the door in which beholds our lives. 

Before we begin to appreciate our purpose, we collapse under the hurdle of thinking that others know us better than we know ourselves.  We are only who we let ourselves believe.

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