WHAT REALLY MATTERS

What matters the most to me is serving my purpose. I wrote a blog last year asking what your purpose is. I'm not sure how many people question what their purpose in life is, or if they even care. For many years I've asked this question. I screamed it into the universe, asked it in a prayer and even questioned my mother on it. The answer that I got was "only you would know". At the time, it was the dumbest shit I'd ever heard. But I never gave up on trying to finding out.
We've all been blessed with gifts. To sing, write, play music, dance, teach, act, etc. But we all ultimately serve the same purpose in life and that is to somehow use what we were blessed with to help others on way or another. My children matter to me. It is my job to raise those boys to be successful MEN. THAT matters. My family matters to me. I am a piece of that glue that keeps us all together. THEY matter. My career matters. It is what feeds my family, shelters then and at the same time it feeds my mind. THAT matters. My real friends matter. The ones that accept me for who I am, flaws and all. THEY matter. The people that hate me matters because they give me drive. They make me push harder just to prove them wrong. Everything and everyone matters because its all a part of my LIFE.

I MATTER. WHAT I SAY MATTERS. WHAT I FEEL MATTERS. WHAT I THINK MATTERS.

Ask yourself, what really matters.

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From the heart of The BlackButterfly