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Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I've heard it in the chillest land, And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me. ~Emily Dickinson - 1830-1886

Grandma once gave me a tip: During difficult times, you move forward in small steps. Do what you have to do, but little by little. Don't think about the future, not even what might happen tomorrow. Wash the dishes. Take off the dust. Write a letter. Make some soup. Do you see? You are moving forward step by step. Take a step and stop. Get some rest. Compliment yourself. Take another step. Then another one. You won't notice, but your steps will grow bigger and bigger. And time will come when you can think about the future without crying. Good morning - Elena Mikhalkova, "The Room of Ancient Keys"

Criticism: We all live with it.  I think Elbert Hubbard (1856 - 1915) said it best:  To escape criticism: Do nothing, say nothing, be nothing. Elbert Hubbard was an American writer, publisher, artist, and great thinker. He was the founder of the Roycroft community of artists and a part of the fabulous Arts and Crafts Movement in the USA. 

Our family is like a patchwork quilt, with kindness gently sewn. Each piece is an original, with beauty all its own. With threads of warmth and happiness, it's tightly stitched together To last in love throughout the years Our family is forever! ~~ Unknown  Found here   Found here

❤️ I See You ❤️ I see you running your child to therapy when your friends are running their kids to Little League or ballet I see you slipping out of the conversation when your friends are all chiming in about milestones and test grades. I see you constantly juggling appointments and meetings. I see you sitting at your computer for hours researching what your child needs. I see you cringe when people whine about what feels like petty things. I see you spread thin but still going the extra mile for your family. I see you digging for depths of strength you never dreamed you had. I see you showing appreciation to the teachers, therapists and medical professionals who serve your child with you. I see you rising early in the morning to do it all again after another chaotic night. I see you when you’re hanging on to the end of your rope for dear life. I know you feel invisible, like nobody notices any of it. But I want you to know I notice you. I see you relentlessly pushing o...