I'm Very Homework-oriented - I'm A Little

We're All Going Through So Much Hard, Wonderful, Amazing . . . It's Blessings; It's Lessons; It's Hardship; It's Life. I Guess, I Don't Know What The Definition Of Life Is. I Now Know The Meaning Of My Life, Because Of My Daughters, But Mine Is One Little Tiny Speck In The Universe. It's Nice To Not Be Pretending Everything Is Perfect All The Time, Because It Isn't, But I Do Love Happiness And Joy And Optimism.

You've Just Got To Do The Best That You Can.

My Therapist Says I Still Haven't Got In Touch With My Anger. Maybe One Day I'm Going To Explode. But I'm Still Really Happy. I Know It Looks Like A Strange And Painful Upbringing - All Those Experiences Led Me To The Paths That I'm On Now.

I Just Think Happiness Is What Makes You Pretty. Period. Happy People Are Beautiful. They Become Like A Mirror And They Reflect That Happiness. If Somebody Walks In The Room And They're Drop-dead Gorgeous And Sexy, It's Really Fun To Look At. But If Someone Is Giving Of Their Spirit And They Make You Laugh And Feel Good, That's A Whole Other Level Of Beauty.

I'm Not After Fame And Success And Fortune And Power. It's Mostly That I Want To Have A Good Job And Have Good Friends; That's The Good Stuff In Life.