Something happens
I once knew a woman named Sharon who was engaged to be married.
A few months before the wedding, the man she was going to marry was robbed and beaten to death in a parking lot.
She was never the same after that.
She even looked different, in a way.
Something happens, and you are changed forever.
Someone you love dies.
You are finally in the right place at the right time.
Or, you are in the wrong place at the wrong time.
You meet someone who inspires you.
...or you find out about a betrayal so deep that it challenges who you are…and you are never the same again.
Maybe aging is just surviving a thousand little deaths, and being reborn.
Every. Single. Time.
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Posted by Radmila at 9:56 a.m.
Labels: Pointless Pondering, Sentimental
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