I was on my way back to work from running an errand, and I saw a young lady out running. I thought to myself, "I know that face." For a moment, I felt as though I were looking into a mirror. Not because our physical features resembled one another because they certainly didn't: She was lean and somewhat fit. No, I felt like I was looking into a mirror because I knew that face...lips pressed, sweat beading, face red...it was determination, grit and unwaivering perseverance.
I know that face...and I love it!!
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