Today, I woke up and fell in love with the sound of the rain.
The clock ticked and the refrigerator hummed as I let my coffee grow cold beside me while I continued to listen to the drips of water outside my window.
It was a moment of perfection.
Not THE defining moment in my life but certainly one of them.
Yesterday I heard the expression, “defining moment” more times in one day since I don’t know when. It inevitably caught my attention and by the third mention, I could almost feel the poke on my shoulder and hear the “Pssst” in my ear.
What was my defining moment?
Did I have one?
It was a great question and gave me much to chew on.
I don’t think I can say I have ONE defining moment but rather several small ones that, looking back, certainly add up. Maybe my big…
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