Life is full of choices. Granted sometimes the only choice is to accept what happened. Rebecca’s post on “Far Away From Home” lends a voice to some of the most misfortune in human sufferings. Please don’t turn a blind eye.
I went for a run today, and I ended up running further than I had planned. I had set the time on my phone and I had a feeling when I was about halfway through, that I was going to end my run much further from home than I had expected. The trouble was that I knew that I’d be tired and I wouldn’t be able to run all the way home–which was quite a way. But there wasn’t a choice, of course. How else was I going to get home?! I’d run as far as I could, and then I’d walk.
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