Paper Skies

I wished that we’d always find the good in our lives. I’m pretty sure that can come true whenever we want it to

The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honourable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.

Have you ever wondered what marks our time here? If one life can really make an impact on the world…or if the choices we make matter? I believe they do. And I believe that one man can change many lives. For better…or worse

I want them, and maybe you could, too. I believe your life could be bigger than you think it is. I know you can contain more than you think you can. I’m not saying we do this, I’m just saying we think. Let’s see what kind of life we can imagine. I imagine such a huge life for us.

This part of my life… this part right here? This is called “happyness.” 

The length of your recovery is determined by the extent of your injuries. And it’s not always successful. No matter how hard we work at it. Some wounds might never fully heal. You might have to adjust to a whole new way of living. Things may have changed too radically to ever go back to what they were. You might not even recognize yourself. It’s like you haven’t recovered anything at all. You’re a whole new person with a whole new life.

I learned the important people… the important things…they don’t go away