Sometimes What You Miss The Most Is

This Is The Greatest Gift God Can Give You: To Understand What Happened In Your Life. To Have It Explained. It Is The Peace You Have Been Searching For.

Lost Love Is Still Love. It Takes A Different Form, That's All. You Can't See Their Smile Or Bring Them Food Or Tousle Their Hair Or Move Them Around A Dance Floor. But When Those Senses Weaken Another Heightens. Memory. Memory Becomes Your Partner. You Nurture It. You Hold It. You Dance With It.

This Is Part Of What A Family Is About, Not Just Love. It's Knowing That Your Family Will Be There Watching Out For You. Nothing Else Will Give You That. Not Money. Not Fame. Not Work.

The Manager Once Called Me The 'best Freak' In His Stable, And, Sad As It Sounds, I Took Pride In That. When You Are An Outcast, Even A Tossed Stone Can Be Cherished.

This Is How You Start To Get Respect, By Offering Something That You Have.