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Two Years
Two years ago… almost exactly two years ago… I couldn’t run even a quarter of a mile. Yesterday, I ran 7. That didn’t happen overnight, it was a painfully slow progression, one foot in front of the other, just like the near-constant smile on my face was a painfully slow progression of choices I’ve made.
I am imperfect. I was imperfect two years ago, and I will be imperfect two years from now. But, all things considered, I can finally say I am happy with the person I am today. Because despite it all, the ups and downs, the tears and laughter, I know what is within my heart. And nobody can take that away from me.
Take the first step. You never know where it will lead you.
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