Wait, There’s More Suffering To Share

In our lifetimes, we'll see our flag at half mast fairly often.

Dear Son, the same man (remaining anonymous on purpose) in yesterday’s story recently spent his life savings to (unsuccessfully) rescue his daughter from an international abduction. We spent our life savings (with no guarantee of a child) trying to become parents.

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Dear Son, Find Strength In Knowing That Life Is Hell For Everyone

Find enough solitude so you can hear God's wisdom...

Dear Son, life is riddled with small difficulties as well as unimaginable hardships. Your blessed crib was given to a man who lost his grandmother, mother and both his legs when he was nine. As you know, I hope to never ever complain of sore feet again.

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Dreams Are Windows To Our Soul

Lane 8 is a powerful metaphor for living life with few regrets. Why?

Dear Son, the unexamined life is hardly a life worth living – dream big dreams and wonder and explore what they mean – have fun, be safe.

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There’s A Timeless Insight From The Past Few Days: Simplicity Is Enough

Whaddaya lookin’ at? I dunno nuthin’.

A legend says a college-level creative writing class was asked to write a concise essay using religion, royalty, sex, and mystery. The professor fully expected this to take a long time. A short time later, one student was asked to read aloud his essay because the prof couldn’t believe the lad was done: “My God”, said the Queen, “I’m pregnant. I wonder who did it”.

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