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Five Minute Friday: Opportunity

Yeah - the return of Five Minute Friday - the opportunity to spread my writer's wings and challenge myself.

Opportunity - what an exciting word - it means new beginnings, new challenges.

Opportunity is everywhere if you take chances. You have the opportunity to learn something new if you take a chance and talk to someone new. You have the opportunity to make a new friend while taking that chance.

You have the opportunity to make old things new if you just take a fresh look at them. Rearrange that furniture, paint that wall a different color - there are opportunities everywhere.

Don't like your job - make a new opportunity by looking at it in a different light. Treat it like a new job, a chance to prove to yourself that you can try your best and make a new way.

Opportunity can even be found in challenges. When life doesn't work out the way you thought it would, you can look at it as an ending or as an opportunity to begin again. A chance to re-write your ending into whatever you want.

A new year is the ultimate opportunity. A fresh slate. 2013 is full of opportunity - open the door and let all the wonderful opportunities in!

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  1. Thanks for your encouraging words on my post : )

    You are right...there is so much room fro opportunity in every situation, if you have the eyes to see it.

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