Yesterday,
I was going to write about Duck. I had heard the squeaky flying of
Duck heading North. I could just barely make her out in the
brightening morning light. I thought, though, that writing about her
today would be dishonest, since I had seen her yesterday. As I sat
this pondering this, she flew past once again, heading North.
She
got me thinking about how true opportunities always return. My
culture teaches me that opportunities are fleeting and that I have to
grab them before they are gone. Duck reminds me that opportunities
came back again and again until I recognize them, and understand the
lesson. I wonder what I missed yesterday that will show up again
today?
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