Aug 26, 2004 13:13
so still cleaning my room- still random sadness & nostalgia... i am throwing away flowers from daniel from my 17th birthday (wow, they're exactly 8 months old today! lol) & flowers from my grandma or mom for my dance production or pj's recital i think... a dozen roses! and pink and red too... anyways, now my room feels empty- the only ones left in it are the roses from downey for homecoming- talk about old! & then downstairs still have lots from the recital that im not willing ro part with yet- im weird. lol anyways... on a different note, i found this poem on my wall- havent read it in a while:
After a while we learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses are not contracts and presents are not promises.
And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open with the grace of an adult not the grief of a child.
You learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrows ground is too uncertain for plans.
After awhile you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure, that you really are strong and you really do have worth.