As I get ready to leave on vacation with my daughter for 10 days and will be out of touch with all of you, I wanted to share this piece (author unknown) that I found in a drawer this morning to let you know that I will be thinking of you in my absence.
Maybe
Maybe . . . God wanted us to meet the wrong people before
meeting the right one so that, when we finally meet
the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift.
Maybe . . . when the door of happiness closes, another opens;
but, often times, we look so long at the closed door that we don't
even see the new one which has been opened for us.
Maybe . . . it is true that we don't know what we have got until
we lose it, but it is also true that we don't know what we have
been missing until it arrives.
Maybe . . . the happiest of people don't necessarily have the best
of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes
along their way.
Maybe . . . the brightest future will always be based on a forgotten
past; after all, you can't go on successfully in life until you let go of
your past mistakes, failures and heartaches.
Maybe . . . you should dream what you want to dream; go where you
want to go; be what you want to be, because you only have one life
and one chance to do all the things you dream of and want to do.
Maybe . . . there are moments in life when you miss someone--a parent,
a spouse, a friend, a child--so much that you just want to pick them
from your dreams and hug them for real.
Maybe . . . the best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch
and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it
was the best conversation you've ever had. We should all have one.
Maybe . . . you should always try to put yourself in others' shoes.
If you feel that something could hurt you, it probably will hurt the
other person, too.
Maybe . . . you should do something nice for someone every single
day, even if it is simply to leave them alone.
Maybe . . . giving someone all your love is never an assurance that
they will love you back. Don't expect love in return; just wait for it
to grow in their heart; but if it doesn't, be content that it grew in yours.
Maybe . . . happiness waits for all those who cry, all those who hurt,
all those who have searched, and all those who have tried, for only
they can appreciate the importance of all the people who have touched
their lives.
Maybe . . . you shouldn't go for looks; they can deceive; don't go for
wealth; even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile,
because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Find
the one that makes your heart smile.
Maybe . . . you should hope for enough happiness to make you sweet,
enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human,
and enough hope to make you happy.
And the last maybe . . . when you were born, you were crying and
everyone around you was smiling.
Maybe . . . you should try to live your life so that when you die,
you are the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.
Brigid
