Perhaps these exerpts, from a book that has helped me, may help you as well:
A lecturer begins his seminar by holding up a 20 dollar bill and asking 'Who would like this 20 dollar bill?' Several hands went up, but the lecturer said: 'Before I give it to you, I have to do something.' He screwed it into a ball and said: 'Who still wants this bill?' The hands went up again. 'And what if I do this to it?' He threw the crumpled bill at the wall, dropped it on the floor, insulted it, trampled it, and once more showed them the bill - now all creased and dirty. He repeated the question, and the hands stayed up.
'Never forget this scene,' he said. 'It doesn't matter what I do to this money. It is still a twenty dollar bill. So often in our lives, we are crumpled, trampled, ill-treated, insulted, and yet, despite all that, we are still worth the same.'
At times, when loneliness seems to crush all beauty, the only way to resist is to remain open.

Thank you for your favourite, may your sorrows wash away as easily as your tear. May you have a great day tomorrow, as the sun, will always, always, rise again. . .

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If our children are the future. . .
we're doomed.

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