When one door closes another door opens; but we so often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the ones which open for us.
Count the garden by the flowers, never by the leaves that fall. Count your life with smiles and not the tears that roll.
There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept, things we don't want to know but have to learn, and people we can't live without but have to let go.
Turn your wounds into wisdom.
There is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with.
"Old times" never come back and I suppose it's just as well. What comes back is a new morning every day in the year, and that's better.
Count the garden by the flowers, never by the leaves that fall. Count your life with smiles and not the tears that roll.
There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept, things we don't want to know but have to learn, and people we can't live without but have to let go.
Turn your wounds into wisdom.
There is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with.
"Old times" never come back and I suppose it's just as well. What comes back is a new morning every day in the year, and that's better.
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