If I were to die...

In life...we all strive to find love. Peace. Happiness.

But many times, we find sorrow, maybe even despair instead. For some reason all we want to do is look at the dark and lonely road. And after that happens, we try to avoid it - often times for so long that we don't realize we are actually stuck on that road. What many of us fail to realize is...being on that road is a good thing. But, as in everything, moderation is key. You can't know joy, without knowing sorrow. You can't know sorrow, without knowing joy. Humans are meant to be beings of emotion.

There is always something we can do when we find ourselves in a conflict. You can ALWAYS hope for a brighter tomorrow, and a better world for those who are yet to come. For without hope...we don't have much.

The Power of a Hug

I was thinking. Of course, it was about her. We never really hug each other too much.

Well, there comes a time in everybody's life, when everything that could go wrong, goes wrong. Whether it's my family tearing each other apart the day before or nearly losing one of my friends and his incredibly muscular yet not muzzle-wearing dog among other things, I was having one of those times up until yesterday. Well, with a simple hug, she remedied it.

The more often you have something, it seems the less you value it. I never realized that till I was on my home in my blue neon light-filled car listening to the Backstreet Boys oddly enough. When I dropped her off, I had a total Ben moment and my OCD kicked in. She started to leave, a little while later, but then came back for a hug. As I said, we don't hug too often, and in my car on my way back I realized that she recognizes the value that even a simple gesture can have on someone.

She knew I needed that hug. I'm glad for it.