Life has its way of trying you.
Love has its way of testing you.
Doubt has its way to creeping into your dreams.
For those people in my life that are always there, I am grateful.
For the days, I wake up, I am grateful.
There is good in the world. Don’t let darkness overshadow the good.
Put your troubles down.
Words can’t even begin to express just how much I adore this…..
Happiest of days to you my friends!
Think about it…. What would you be left with?
I dream of a loving place. A simple warm & fuzzy place.
The kind of happy place, that knows no trace of hate.
Confronted only with beautiful grace that loves & cares & dreams.
Quite simply a loving place. I long for in my dreams.
A world lacking in hate but sweltering in compassion.
A life not worried with traumas, hardships and fears.
A dream from which I do not dare to wake.
The moments when our lives were stilled. In horror and despair.
On that September day.
At the hands of more evil than ever dreamt willed.
It really can happen. It isn’t always all that difficult either.
Sometimes it just takes a forceful push out of one’s comfort zone directly into new territory that does the trick.
Seriously … you really can teach an old dog new tricks. The proof is in the pudding and I’m the pudding!
