People Tell Stories And It's Up To

I Love It Here In Boston And I Love Studying Medicine. But It’s Not Home. Dublin Is Home. Being Back With You Felt Like Home. I Miss My Best Friend. I’ve Met Some Great Guys Here, But I Didn’t Grow Up With Any Of Them Playing Cops And Robbers In My Back Garden. I Don’t Feel Like They Are Real Friends. I Haven’t Kicked Them In The Shins, Stayed Up All Night On Santa Watch With Them, Hung From Trees Pretending To Be Monkeys, Played Hotel, Or Laughed My Heart Out As Their Stomachs Were Pumped. It’s Kind Of Hard To Beat That.

She Couldn't Remember The Last Time She Hugged Someone, Really Hugged Someone.

But Where Pain Was, Healing Could Come; Where Loneliness Was, New Relationships Could Be Formed; Where Rejection Was, New Love Could Be Found. It Was A Moment. And Moments Changed. She Would Have To Live Through The Moment To Get To The Next.

On The Other Hand, She Was A Women With A Million Happy Memories, Who Knew What It Was Like To Experience True Love And Who Was Ready To Experience More Life, More Love And Make New Memories. Whether It Happened In Ten Months Or Ten Years, Holly Would Obey Gerry's Final Message. Whatever Lay Ahead, She Knew She Would Open Her Heart And Follow Where It Led. In The Meantime, She Would Just Live.

You Can Run And Run As Fast And As Far As You Like, But The Truth Is, Wherever You Run, There You Are.