a life will include certain things and i am glad this is so

sometimes fast and sometimes slow depending on how we grow

we label things good and bad initially, then when we look back again

it was just like it was supposed to be, the labels were a mistake

sometimes we experience pain and we choose how long it stings, through acceptance

the reality is our life will be filled with things we like and hate

time has a way of changing our mind because we learn things we never knew

my most valuable possessions are stored within my mind, i sometimes take them out just so they can remind

the character of a person, the essence of their soul is whittled with a dull knife so they can remember what was bought and remember what they stole

a good life is not determined by credentials or applause but by the peace we find by accepting the sandpaper of time