Lost December

Sometimes its not the strength but gentleness that cracks the hardest shells.

The sweetness of reunion is the joy of heaven.

The truist indication of gratitude is to return what you are grateful for.

I have learned that real angels don't have gossamer white robes and Cherubic skin, they have calloused hands and smell of the days' sweat.

The law of centrifugal force seems to be as true for the human condition as it is for the Newtonian mechanics. The faster our lives spin, the more things tend to fly apart.

Often times, the greatest peace comes of surrender.

Helping others carries its own rewards, the first of which is a return to humanity.

It has been said that sometimes the greatest hope in our lives is just a second chance to do what we should have done right in the first place.

The warrior who goes off to battle should not boast as the one who returns from it.

I don't know what is behind the curtain; only that I need to find out.

I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely, I am lonely. How appropriate that I write this to myself.

What a difference having a friend makes.

Truth is patient. It can afford to be for eventually it will have its way.

I am facing the most difficult thing of my life, my own greatest failure.

Under the right circumstances, a tiny spark can grow into an inferno that can overcome an entire city. So can an idea.

On the calendar, all days look the same, but they do not carry the same weight.

The pages continue to turn, and every day I'm a little older, hopefully a little wiser and a lot more grateful. Do I have regrets? I have a few - but not as many as you might think. If it hadn't been for the darkness, I never would have known the light. In life we all take different paths, some more difficult than others, but in the end, all that matters is whether or not they lead us home.

On the calendar, all the days look the same, but they do not carry the same weight.

Everything human is evolving. Always. This includes our hearts and desires, as well as our bodies.

Truth is patient. It can afford to be, for eventually it will have its way.

To open the book of another's life requires great care, as the pages must be turned with delicacy and caution -- but it is usually worth the effort.

The changing seasons of circumstance can melt away stretches of our lives like frost in the warmth of spring.