whEn y0u arise in thE m0rning, think 0f what a prEci0us privilEðge it is t0 bE aLive t0 brEathe, t0 think, t0 enj0y, t0 l0ve, thEn make thE ðay c0unt...
NvEr aband0n oLð friEnð. ThEy are harð t0 rEplace. FriEnðshìp is likE wine, it gEts bEtter as it gr0ws olðEr.. Just like us, i gEt bEtter... You gEt oLðEr...
-- God smilEd at mE just this m0rning thru thE rising sunrays... Im sharing thE samE c0urtesy with y0u by sEnðing y0u a warm smilE that y0ur hEart can fEel with0ut sEeing...