.What's Your Addiction?

Hello, my name is Joyce, and I'm addicted to you! I wake up in the
morning, and the first thing I do is say a silent prayer for you.
Hoping to see you. Hoping your life is okay with you. I go about my day
as if I need that stimulation from you.


Did you see me? Did
you think about me? What can I do today to enrich my life a little bit
more than I did yesterday. And, I'm totally serious, too. Because I
know how it is when you've lived all your life and you want it to
matter to someone. It's true that we have people in our lives on a
regular basis...but do they really notice what you do? Will they know
how many lives you touch on a daily basis..whether positively, or
negatively?

But me--hey, I see you. Matter of fact, I look for
you. I look to see what you're doing. I want to know that you're
thriving, and being productive. and I make sure not to overdo it,
because you know what it looks like to some who think you give them, or
someone else too much attention.... They call you a follower. Needy.
and God forbid, weak. it is no more weak to accept stimulus from
another person as it is to emulate them. When you're doing good, it
makes me want to do good. makes me have hope in my own life that I can
do all things, through God's help. If you think what you do doesn't
impact me, you're wrong. Everything I come in contact with, be it
written, spoken, or just there...moves me in some kind of way. It
pushes my thoughts into action.

What am I so addicted to...........

INTERACTION