I'm nice.
I was talking to this old man at Costco today and I thought, "Gee, I'm so nice". I've thought that in the past when I was "nice" and the thought always crossed my mind, "am I really? or am I fake nice?"
Being at home, I'm not always the "nicest" to Ryan or the girls, especially when my anxiety is rearing it's ugly head. I had no idea who I was. It was hard to see good in myself during these times.
Over the past few months of "self-discovery", I've realized something.
I AM a nice person.
:)
I have good qualities. One's the Lord gave me for a reason. I now strive to embrace and use those good qualities to show others His love.
I'm nice. Reeeaaaal nice Clark.
As long as I can remember I have been a baseball fan. When Rando and I met
baseball quickly became the perfect date. Our goal is to go to every MLB
stadium...
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