An email excerpt from a dear friend:
Life isn't lived in success...it's lived in the tiny moments that are whatever they are. Trying to force them to be otherwise, thinking that they need to be something else is a guaranteed recipe for disappointment. You are lovely. Your life is lovely. But I can't prove it. You have to. In the end, our lives will be a collection of what we each made of them. Capsules of moments that delighted us, made us afraid, captured our attention, and showed us we are holy and magical. We each decide if we are willing to be responsible for the people we are. In the end, this is all but a dream anyway...you have nothing to lose, dear one...and you need no one's permission but your own.