Sometimes There Is Only One Thing Left

People Forget They Have Options. And They Forget That Those Things Really Don't Matter. They Should Concentrate On What They Have And Not What They Don't Have.

Yesterday Was A Closed Book, Tomorrow, However, Was Another Story.

Nobody Can Pretend To Know What People Want To Read Or Hear Or See. People Rarely Know It Themselves; They Only Know It After The Fact.

So Many Objects, So Many Memories. Each Was Being Labelled And Packed Away In Bags Just As It Was In Her Mind. To Be Stored In An Area That Would Sometime Be Called Upon To Teach And Help In Future Life.

What A Luxury It Was For People To Hold Their Loved Ones Whenever They Wanted