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I've known people who I'm sure will one day be an angel, but I've never actually seen one. I did however see where they cross the street.
A Passing Glimpse
minus the hours of a day's travel /
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Traveling the same rural stretch of two-lane byway for miles and miles numerous times each week, I frequently miss the beauty. My cameras help me remember what I saw with open eyes.
value of a moment /
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The advent of the pace our society has created astounds me. We want everything now. Sometimes even that isn't quick enough. Upon receiving it, at that instantaneous second, it's already become old news, incompatible, or a generation or two behind. We wait for little and the idea of working towards something better has become a burdensome chore rather than a rewarding goal.
She sees the day far clearer and with less obstructions than I ever will. She’s my spark of hope in this disposable world. To her, life matters. Today matters. A hello, a minute together, and a cookie… they all matter. I taught her obedience a long time ago. In return, she teaches me the value of a moment every single day.