There Is No Formula To Relationships.

What Is It About Childhood That Never Lets You Go, Even When You're So Wrecked It's Hard To Believe You Ever Were A Child?

My Own Father Didn't Talk A Lot About Feelings Or Emotions.

We Need To Forgive Ourselves. For All The Things We Didn't Do. All The Things We Should Have Done. You Can't Get Stuck On The Regrets Of What Should Have Happened.

The Truth Is, Part Of Me Is Every Age. I’m A Three-year-old, I’m A Five-year-old, I’m A Thirty-seven-year-old, I’m A Fifty-year-old. I’ve Been Through All Of Them, And I Know What It’s Like. I Delight In Being A Child When It’s Appropriate To Be A Child. I Delight In Being A Wise Old Man When It’s Appropriate To Be A Wise Old Man. Think Of All I Can Be! I Am Every Age, Up To My Own.

A Wind Blew, And The Sand Around His Drawing Scattered. He Wrapped His Fingers Inside His Wife's, And Father Time Rekindled A Connection He Had Only Ever Had With Her. He Surrendered To That Sensation And Felt The Final Drops Of Their Lives Touch One Another, Like Water In A Cave, Top Meets Bottom, Heaven Meets Earth. As Their Eyes Closed, A Different Set Of Eyes Opened, And They Rose From The Ground As A Shared South, Up And Up, A Sun And A Moon In A Single Sky.