Every Single Ordinary Person Has An Extraordinary

Two Lost Things That Had Survived The Seas And Arrived On A Coastline. What Did They Do? They Implanted Themselves In The Sand And Grew Into Trees And Lined The Beaches. Sometimes A Lot Can Come Of Being All Washed Up. You Can Really Grow.

But With Your Life You Make A Few Bad Decisions, Get Unlucky A Few Times, Whatever, But You Have To Keep Going, Right?

Now Let Me Teach You Another Thing About My Daughter. I Love Her Very Much But She Has The Ability To Hide As Expertly As A Sock In A Washing Machine. No One Knows Where It Goes, Just As No One Knows Where She Goes, But At Least When She Decides To Come Back, We're All Here, Waiting For Her.

There Is Absolutely Nothing Wrong With Returning To The House You Grew Up In Every Now And Again. It's Good For The Soul.

It's Funny How People Mark Their Lives, The Benchmarks They Choose To Decide When The Moment Is More Of A Moment Than Any Other. For Life Is Made Of Them. I Like To Think The Best Ones Of All Are In My Mind, That They Run Through My Blood In Their Own Memory Bank For No One Else But Me To See.