I don’t promise you a heartache free life
I do promise or hold your hand when adversity visits
I don’t promise you that you will always be happy
I do promise you that happiness returns
I don’t expect you not to make mistakes
I expect you to learn from your experiences
I don’t expect you to be perfect
I expect you to try your hardest and be kind above all else
Life is not a bed of roses
And even if it were, the thorns are plentiful
To partake of the beauty of the rose
You have to endure the pain of picking it
I have taught you to swim
But it’s you who has to and who can swim
The long distance to the shore of contentment
December 29th, 2018