Tonight, I decided that being a young adult is like being stuck on a road in the middle of nowhere with a flat tire. Some of us have the spare tire, the end result, but no tools to change it. Others have the spare tire and the tools but never had anyone to teach them how to change it, so now they have to figure it out on their own. Some might not have the spare or the tools and their only hope of moving forward is to start the slow and steady journey on foot. Others have a cell phone that actually gets service in the middle of no where to call someone for help.
I have realized that I am truly blessed because I have both the spare tire and a phone that gets reception that I can use to call my family or close friends to find someone who can bring me the tools I need. And usually they end up changing the tire for me, too, just because they know I've had a rough road lately.
I have realized that I am truly blessed because I have both the spare tire and a phone that gets reception that I can use to call my family or close friends to find someone who can bring me the tools I need. And usually they end up changing the tire for me, too, just because they know I've had a rough road lately.
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