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Imagine life as the Elf on a date with Barbie!  It's just that simple~


On my way into work yesterday, on a Friday morning, Friday the 13th for that matter … as I was going through the revolving, security doors I followed an optimist man carrying a huge bag of brightly wrapped presents in both hands.  And on his back was the traditional backpack in which we all carry our laptop and accessories each day.

It made for quite a site!

And once through the door he turned around to me with a grin, "I didn't even consider I wouldn't make it through that door!"

I smiled back and said, "And you did it!"

As we continued our walk onto the escalator he was still chuckling.  And I realized what would happen if I didn't always think about what were the consequences of something going wrong?  And I don't mean planning, preparing and being cautious when warranted.

What I'm talking about it the optimism that comes with knowing you'll get through.  He hadn't even considered that it wouldn't work.  And guess what, it didn't matter because he fit through just fine.

What if I just decided that everything was going to work out just fine.  Each time.  And doesn't it always anyway?  Yes, some days are harder than others.  And yet they morph into the next day, or the next moment that continues to hold promise .. of hope … of a new miracle.

My miracle on Friday was that of a man who strode through the revolving door of life, just knowing that everything was going to work out exactly the way it was intended!

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