Right now, doing what I sign myself up for without expecting much in return at first, if this is not it then I don't know what is. Even if it's not, every experience is worth the try. It's totally different and this is what I wanted. Things HAVE to be different in order to obtain that something different that I'm searching for. It's a crazy thing to jump into an unfamiliar, ever-changing ocean without a plan but it's crazier to tie yourself to the railway track and pray for miracles.
Yesterday was a good day with the family in Port Dickson. What's better was having a good read under the humble shade of a coconut tree on the sandy beach. Triple goodness is what I call it.
"You had many more years," he said.
"I didn't want them."
"But they wanted you. Time is not something you give back. The very next moment may be an answer to your prayer. To deny that is to deny the most important part of the future."
"What's that?"
"Hope."
The shame welled up inside her, and once again, she wept. She missed her mother more than ever.
"I'm so sorry," Sarah gasped, tears pouring down her cheeks.
"It's just felt like. . . the end."
"Ends are for yesterdays, not tomorrows."
Dor waved a hand, and the street dissolved into sand. The skies turned a midnight purple, filled with countless stars.
"There is more for you to do in this life, Sarah Lemon."
-an excerpt from The Timekeeper by Mitch Albom.
May you all have a wonderful Monday.
Happy April!
And peace, love and understanding. Always. :)