She Used To Tell Me

And Maybe That Was How It Was Supposed To Be...joy And Sadness Were Part Of The Package; The Trick, Perhaps,was To Let Yourself Feel All Of It, But To Hold On To The Joy Just A Little More Tightly.

Time Goes Too Quickly. This Is The Advice That My Mother Should Have Given Me From Her Hospital Bed. Instead Of Vague, Unknowable Quips Like "be Careful What You Wish For," She Should Have Told Me Time Slides Away On A Hillside Of Loose Shale And Takes Everything In Its Path - Dreams, Opportunities, Hopes. And Youth. It Takes That Fastest Of All.

The Measure Of A Society Is Its Compassion.

Some Stories Don't Have Happy Endings. Even Love Stories. Maybe Especially Love Stories.

Marriages Go Through Hard Times. Sometimes You Have To Get In There And Fight For Your Love. That's The Only Way For It To Get Better.