Have you ever wanted to give up?
In that moment did anyone remind you to keep going?
I remember moments where I wanted to give up.
Truly. I was done and not a single part of me believed in the possibility of continuing.
And still, people that loved me constantly reminded me to keep going.
I had to learn that any movement was moving forward, And all that I needed was progress not perfection.
Many times to just keep moving is the difference between life and death.
I know without a doubt if I had not of kept moving I would have lost my life. No matter how hard it got, fear I felt, or doubt I believed…I had to keep moving. The only way to get to the other side, is to start moving towards it.
Learning that moving forward was not only affecting the here and now, but so much more was very eye opening in my move.
Moving forward determines the fate of my future.
Moving forward shapes who I am becoming.
Moving forward ultimately determines life or death.
AND…
Moving forward not only affects my life, but those around me.
People ARE watching.
The people need us, and become inspired by us.
Every step is proof of the possibility.
Just keep moving.
My life depends on moving forward.
Your life depends on moving forward.
My future depends on it.
Your future depends on it.
Someone else’s life depends on it.
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