i think that you can define life by small moments. whether they be happy or sad, solitary or populated, new or old, they are defining moments. And they are what we make them. sometimes we miss them because we are too concerned with the circumstances around us.
these moments may be brief or they may be extended but nevertheless they are there; they exist.
are lives are a series of these moments, strung along like golden pearls in the sunlight, a long path, all connected to each other, leading up to one another in a long succession of failures and triumphs.
in the end, we are not defined by the size or the brightness of our pearls, but whether or not they have led us to a place of wisdom and love.
love
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