My life seems to be composed of a long string of “life markers,” like beads on a string. As I look back on past experiences, whether good or bad, every memory slides further back on the string, making way for new beads, new experiences. I like to review my life. It gives me a feeling of great satisfaction to know that I’ve surpassed something difficult, learned something essential, or grown beyond my previous limitations. All of my experiences are precious […]
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