Parents rarely let go of their children, so children let go of them. They move on. They move away. The moments that used to define them - a mother's approval, a father's nod - are covered by moments of their own accomplishments. It is not until much later, as the skin sags and the heart weakens, that children understand; their stories, and all their accomplishments, sit atop the stories of their mothers and fathers, stones upon stones, beneath the waters of their lives.

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Accept who you are; and revel in it.

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Desire sets our compass, but real life steers our course.

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Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.

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Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself.

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When someone is in your heart, they're never truly gone. They can come back to you, even at unlikely times.

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Nothing haunts us like the things we don't say.

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You can find something truly important in an ordinary minute.

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Fear is how you lose your life...a little bit at a time...What we give to fear, we take away from...faith.

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the words people do not speak are louder than the ones they do.

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