Just wondering...

They say that what doesn't kill us makes us stronger.
But what if it does?
What happens then?

I'm finding lately that I'm just as sensitive lately as I was when I was a child.
I suppose that's a good thing, as I loved to create, and dream and wander.
Of course, the main difference is, at this age, I've loved my family and friends much longer...and as the years go by, I love them even more.

Nothing lasts forever.
Thankfully, love does.

Hope you're reading this dad 
-xo-