Sometimes things happen for a reason. One minute life is perfect. The next, what you thought was perfect comes crashing down on you. People you thought you trusted cannot be trusted. People disappear without a trace. Friends, gone. Family, gone. All that’s left is you, and you’re ability to change. Adapt.

Windy wrote me that some times people commit to these ideas even though they are unhappy. They are scared of change. And in some cases, they commit to these ideas because they have to, and would do anything to try to change, but can’t bring themselves to do it. It doesn’t make any sense to me. Following my heart is all I’ve ever known.

For my readers this morning, everyone should take a minute and think about the people who have disappeared from their lives. Not lost love, but friends. Think at what cost to you they have contributed misery or love. This is a reflective time.

Vote Petrelli.

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