
I could look up all the notable things that happened on this day in history. I’m certain someone here will do just that. However, I’m going to approach this from my life.
On the surface nothing notable happened. No births, deaths, marriages, graduations. Nothing of significance, except one thing. I’m alive. I’ve seen 72 June 13ths. I’ve witnessed every kind of spring/summer weather possible. I’ve woken to beautiful sunrises and gone to sleep with beautiful sunsets. I’ve swum in pools and lakes, enjoyed friends and neighbors and felt life kicking to make itself known before my children were born. I’ve spent sleepless nights working on books, writing stories I hoped people would read. I worked tirelessly during the days to hone a story and make it perfect. And with each sunrise and sunset for the last 45 years, I’ve given praise to God who created me in His image.
I’m alive in every way possible.
What notable thing happened in your life on this day? Let me know in the comments. Thanks for reading. The image belongs to me.


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