My life is a thread from birth to death. It changes color with each day, sometimes the hue change is subtle, sometimes shocking. The thickness of the yarn changes as I act selfishly and then selflessly. It is stronger some days and almost breakable others depending on how I take care of myself, my family and my community. It shines when I am kind and is tattered when I am mean.

Every day it is woven with the threads of others; those I come in contact with and those I don’t. Together we are weaving a haphazard tapestry and my thread is important – so is yours.

Today I am feeling orange and strong and shiny. How about you?


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