Everyone has baggage. Maybe we can help each other carry it.
I may not be able to change the world, but, I can positively impact the lives of those in my world every day.
My happiness is like a fragile cup
Within your hand.
So carefully you hold it there at times,
Should mar it. Then again quite suddenly
You close your hand, forgetting, and clutch it tight
And it is crushed.
Would that the broken pieces in your palm
Keep you from being stoical and calm!
~Dana B. Nelson