My dear wife has a favorite saying that- Each day is a new beginning. We are all, each and everyone of us, searching for
meaning. We open our curtains. We let in the light of a new
day. The warmth of tommorow  has arrived.Life is a present.
Life is a gift. This new day might be an  opportunity to redeem
ourselves. An opportunity to be a friend. To share a laugh. To
dream back and look forward. To wake from a dream into what
might seem like a dream. But its real. Its life. And this is the journey. Each mile gives us another chance and yet has the potential for disaster. We try to avoid the sad times and yet
know within our heart that at rainbows end just might be more
rain. Still we are happy. We are uncertain. We are afraid. We
wish to live and yearn to see life around us in bright lights. Yet
we know the light cannot last. And yes, we know that too well.
Truth is, we all live on borrowed time. Our lives, just like the
mortgage, that final payment somewhere in the distance. We
try to escape from our own cage of despair and cry out for that
cloud of happiness, hoping it might move towards us and not away from us. The journey has inspired and is meant to be just that, just as it is. Just as it was intended to be. Hope. Thats  our
ongoing wish. Hope. And thats for our future. Remember,
its the journey...