Lessons learned.

First, I think typos are meant to keep people humble. It's a way to remind us that nothing's perfect, even when you're trying hard to make it that way. (Yes, keep sending me those typos, you lovely eagle-eyed gems.)

Second, never is the meanest word ever invented because once invoked, it takes it as a personal challenge to prove you wrong.
Third, sometimes the things you've thought made you weak, have actually made you strong. This world likes to put a value on toughness, tossing aside the meek and mild.

The world can be wrong. A lot.

Sometimes, the tenderhearted are the bravest. They've been given a black eye and instead of returning the blows, they smile, understanding the hurt behind the anger. 

And fourth (this is based on my faith and not an intent to preach), I think sometimes the reason Jesus wants us to be still and listen is so that He can listen to our hearts. Sometimes, I think we're desperate for something we don't even know we need. But He does. At least I think so.
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Anyway, August is officially here. Man, was my momma right. The older I get the faster the days are.