After awhile you learn the subtle differences between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn love doesn’t mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t always promises and you begin to accept your defeat with your head up and your eyes ahead with the grace of a woman not the grief of a child. And you learn to build your roads on today because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans and futures have a way of falling down in mid flight. After awhile you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much so you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure, that you really are strong and you really do have worth and you learn and you learn with every good-bye you learn