I have learned now that while those who speak about ones miseries usually hurt, those who keep silence hurt more.
*C.S Lewis
I have learned now that while those who speak about ones miseries usually hurt, those who keep silence hurt more.
Sentimental music has this great way of taking you back somewhere at the same time it takes you forward, so you feel nostalgic and hopeful all at the same time.
The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness, or skill. It will make or break a company… a home. The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for the day. We cannot change our past… we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude…. I am convinced that life is 10% of what happens to us and 90% of how we react to it

When you love someone, when you truly love someone, that person becomes part of you, they become your life, your everything. They change you and they inspire you in so many different ways that are indescribable. How do you let go of someone who has made such an impact on your life? How do you let go of the only thing that keeps you going keeps you strong? Loving someone with all you have is letting go of fear it is growing up. Because when you love someone whole -heartedly, you let go of yourself - to live is to love - so how do you let go of someone you truly care about? the truth is... I don't think you can, I think no matter what happens, whether you are together or not, they are in your heart... always

Before you, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars points of light and reason. And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn’t see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything