During one of my morning reading sessions this week, I came across the line above.
I paused, closed the book, looked outside, and just stared at the day we’ve been blessed with. It made me really sit with it for a while.
It’s not the kind of question we usually allow ourselves to dwell on. We rush straight into the to-dos, the emails, the calls, the calendar. But in the rare quiet moments, when life slows down – you can feel it. That deep fear of not really living.