A chip off the old block
1 min readApr 22, 2020
It was the peace that held me. I am not exactly sure, as with life, from where it came. It was somewhere I think between the online conversation and my remembrance that our worth is never absent.
Why has it been so? That I allowed mistakes, rejection by others to question what can never be questioned that I am a chip off the old block and the old block is God.
Best day,
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