This journey is hard, thats for sure, the good and the bad, fight with each other, you get knocked down and must rise once more.
For life is worth living, if not the same, we start to enjoy the simple things it offers, from a little walk with, another., or a random chat to a stranger in the street, because they could be in a dark place, and you gave them a little bit of time. it was meant to be.
We all need a shoulder to cry on, an arm to support us and a had to hold, it can be priceless worth more than gold.
We put things in order and given the chance, to put things right if cross words have be said in the past.
Others do not get the chance of those little simple things.
My mind is at peace if nothing else, so we carry on and do not dwell.
Get on with what time I may have left, and I then know one day I can rest.
Just thoughts going threw my mind, or could be the my lovely red wine.
