Love life. Engage in it. Give it all you've got. Love it with a passion because life truly does give back, many times over, what you put into it.
The question is not how to survive, but how to thrive with passion, compassion, humor and style.
Love is like a virus. It can happen to anybody at any time.
My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive
Seek patience and passion in equal amounts. Patience alone will not build the temple. Passion alone will destroy its walls.
Though we are many, each of us is achingly alone, piercingly alone. Only when we confess our confusion can we remember that he was a gift to us and we did have him. He came to us from the creator, trailing creativity in abundance. Despite the anguish, his life was sheathed in mother love, family love, and survived and did more than that. He thrived with passion and compassion, humor and style. We had him whether we know who he was or did not know, he was ours and we were his.
Love is that condition in the human spirit so profound that it allows me to survive, and better than that, to thrive with passion, compassion, and style.
He thrived with passion and compassion, humor and style. We had him whether we know who he was or did not know, he was ours and we were his.
