God Made Mud, God Made

Death Is A Challenge. It Tells Us Not To Waste Time... It Tells Us To Tell Each Other Right Now That We Love Each Other.

Love Can Never Grow Old. Looks May Lose Their Brown And Gold. Cheeks May Fade And Hollow Grow. But The Hearts That Love Will Know, Never Winter's Frost And Chill, Summer's Warmth Is In Them Still.

It's Amazing - You May Not Realize It, But So Much Of What You Are Not Is Because You Are Literally Standing In Your Own Way Of Becoming. And What I'm Pleading With You About Is, Get The Hell Out Of Your Own Way.

Worry Never Robs Tomorrow Of Its Sorrow, It Only Saps Today Of Its Joy.

I Know For Certain That We Never Lose The People We Love, Even To Death. They Continue To Participate In Every Act, Thought And Decision We Make. Their Love Leaves An Indelible Imprint In Our Memories. We Find Comfort In Knowing That Our Lives Have Been Enriched By Having Shared Their Love.