Afterthoughts . . .
It’s not the work we did; it’s the life we lived.
It’s not the sins we committed, it’s the forgiveness we have received.
It’s not the number of points that we scored, it’s the number of memories that we stored.
It’s not that we shouldn’t have dreams of gold, it’s that we should be bold and make them a sight to behold.
It’s not that we pursue happiness; it’s that happiness permeates in us and passes through us to others.
It’s not that dying is so bad; it’s that living is so good.
It’s not that we want to sleep forever; it’s that we just want to snooze a little longer.