Life Offers More Than One Chance, Cathy,

... And Still I Stayed To Plan All My Revenge, My Vengeance Against Those Who Had Turned Me From Good To Evil, And Made Of Me What I Was Going To Be From This Day Forward.

A Flower Blooms Best In A Happy Pot.

Time Doesn't Heal Scars As Most People Commonly Think. It Simply Makes Them Firmer, Stiffer. One Must Accept It And Not Hope To Mend And Return To What He Or She Once Was.

After It's All Over, The Early Childhood, A Chain Of Birthdays Woven With Candlelight, Piles Of Presents, Voices Of Relatives Singing And Praising Your Promise And Future, After The Years Of Schooling, Fitting Yourself Into Different Size Desks, Memorizing, Reciting, Reporting, And Performing For Jury After Jury Of Teachers, Counselors, And Administrators, You Still Feel Inadequate, Alone, Vulnerable, And Naked In A World That Can Be Unforgiving And Terribly Demanding.

I Never Realized That The Blue Sky I Saw Was Not The Soft, Nurturing Sky Of Spring, But The Cold, Chilling, Lonely Sky Of Winter