Reason

The reasons I keep going come in many different forms. Its never something i expected. Its never the same twice. Sometimes I need a few things to make me remember its worth it. Little things that i don't notice right away. It has been June a woman on my grandmothers floor at the nursing home. It has been people from the Alz forum or the COPD forum. It has been a cousin who may not be old enough to understand but seemed to understand better then her parents. It might be words of wisdom found in a Sub Restaurant. Or it could be the discovery of a poet who expresses things that I feel. Once in a while its the feeling of appreciation, the feeling that i have done a good job with something. Its the feeling that things can change and they wont always be this way. Its being forgiven for something stupid I have done, and even harder forgiving myself for something stupid i have done. Its knowing that even though we are all to die alone, we live together. Its the clouds in the sky being white instead of gray. And the soft muttering of the words I love you from someone who doesn't normally say that to you. Whatever the reasons are the point is I will go on.