This was shown to me by a dear friend of mine. Apparantly she got it from some blog. Thought it was really meaningful...

What is there left to hold on to, when this glorious thing called life itself is so ephemeral? When everything we seem to have really fades, change or disappear completely with time? Our emotions, convictions, relationships are never constant; happiness and love are found and lost in turns; we live and then at a certain moment we don't anymore... where is the sense in this all?
Yet, holding on can be something beautiful. Even when we know that it will be all in vain at the end, even though it will bring us the most difficult times ahead, it is the only thing that we as humans can try to do in the face of sorrow, loss, bewilderment or incomprehension. We are going to try holding on anyway, because there are so many things that are worth the while -- feelings and memories
Memories that remind us just what warmth, bliss, pride, comfort, or pure happiness really is about. Holding on will make it harder for us, but why should life be easy anyway?
And so I close this day of dying with a most delectably wonderful song by Prefab Sprout that never fails to remind me to hold on...

Name me one little thing / You'd be wanting to keep
As you give up the ghost / As you sink into sleep
Maybe her face in the morning / Maybe his in the evening
Maybe words never spoken / Aren't they the ones worth hearing?
Nothing sounds as good as / "I remember that
Nothing sounds as good as / "I remember that..."
Like a bolt out from the blue / Did you feel it too?
'Cause that's all we can have / Yes that's all we can trust
It's a hell of a ride / But a journey to dust
And there's nothing pathetic / Listing clothes she'd wear
If it proves that I had you / If it proves I was there...

Are u holding on to anything?

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1:03 AM