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Truth be told, I had a pretty crappy day yesterday. I won't bore you with the details. Suffice it to say, that it was just one of those days when things are simply not clicking. A one step forward, two steps backwards kind of day. Extremely frustrating! By the end of it, I was ready to give in to my internal sabatoeur and walk down the low road of self-destruction. It's hard to take the high road of acceptance and gratitude some days, that's for sure.

Messages come to you if you're paying attention though. Even on the most trying of days.

"Why are you stressed?" Rosa asks, in her thick Chinese accent, as she briskly massages my face, "You have a good job. Lots of friends. A family that loves you. A nice home."

And she's right. I do have all that. Besides, why am I complaining? I'm getting a facial. Definitely a huge luxury! And Rosa is a blessing, always going above and beyond.

It didn't stop there.

I got home, and the security guard in my building stopped me, his white teeth smiling bright against the dark of his face.

"You know," he said, "You are one of the 5 loveliest people in this building."

"Really?" I was doubtful.

"Definitely," he said kindly, "You always have lots of friends and family coming to visit, and I can tell by your outside that you have a good heart. If your inside is not good, the outside cannot be good."

I smiled. The struggle of the day disappeared instantly.

I'm listening, okay?