This week I learned that one inch can make all the difference in the world.
(Put your dirty mind away.)
If I had been just one inch further to the right when I put my foot down in my backyard by the broken fence, I would not have gotten a nail in my foot this week.
On the other hand (or foot), if I had been just one inch further to the left I would have had TWO nails stuck in my foot.
*shivers*
They were spiral nails too. Harder to get back off of again.
But it seems to be healing up alright. And I am thankful it was me, rather than my dog or my son, who could not or may not give me a clear answer on how it was healing and feeling OR my husband, who is on his feet all day at work.
Your past shapes you. It can’t be undone.
ANGRY MACEY
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