Caring.

Yesterday, one of my friends asked me, "How do you have so much time in your life to care about others and their lives?"

The answer to that question? 

No idea.

But when she said that, I was overwhelmed with joy, and at first I wasn't sure why.

I really do genuinely care about everyone, sometimes a little too much. And I suppose, when my friend asked me that and I didn't even have an answer, I felt kind of pleased with myself.

I guess I was rather flattered. It's nice to be known as someone who cares about others. 

I hope you're all having an excellent weekend!!!

& Don't forget to smile.

xoxo

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