It hurts to let go, to say goodbye for the final time and remain distant in your closure, it may even tear your heart out to the point of insanity; but somehow in it all you find the pieces of your wo...
Happiness will be fleeting if you constantly search for it in places that can be taken away. It's an inside job.
The secret to happiness is complaining very little.
She was like the sun, She knew her place in the world - She would shine again regardless of all the storms and changeable weather She wouldn't adjust her purpose for things that pass.
You could tell she was a free spirit, a gypsy, just by looking at her. A smile like that doesn't come from a sad soul.