Remember, honor, love...
"And when the broken hearted people Living in the world agree, There will be an answer, let it be. For though they may be parted there is Still a chance that they will see There will be an answer, let it be. Let it be, let it be. yeah There will be an answer, let it be. I enter this day as 34 years old. My final day at 34. I've gone through a life of reflection it seems, in only 20 months. Heart heavy, tears flowing, sadness and happiness over and over. I've lost friends, gained new. Found out more about myself than I knew. Fear, hopes, dreams, failures, and successes. At yesterday's Walk to Remember, I saw the pain and grief that was etched in the faces of parents with new losses and old losses. I saw the smiles of rainbows, of children that followed. I saw hope and fear in faces of parents who've lost, and are expecting again. The wisdom that follows pain, and sometimes beauty also. In spoken words, songs that are su...