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Moments....

Thats all we get. Yes, thats all we ever get....moments with people we love.........what is the guarantee that what is there today will stay tomorrow? Who says what you have will stay with you? Where is the assurance that what you dont have today will or will not come to you ever? No guarantees....no assurances......nothing like that......life just doesn't work that way.....
Everybody tells you what to do....how to do things.....where to go.....but do they know any better? No! Nobody has any idea what life has in store for you...well they dont even know awaits them on the next corner, let alone knowing about you.....they are just trying to help....be nice.....with no idea what you are going through.....the only person who will ever know with any clarity how you are feeling is you....because its only you who experienced.....nobody is even remotely aware....they may have been in the same place once...but then every person reacts to situations in a totally different way. Every person handles circumstances differently.

 You might have built castles in the air. You might have made grand plans....but then, life's grand plans are often not in sync with yours. Its at times like these that you have no clue what to expect....but then life teaches you. It acts like the hand picking you from the rubble and elevating you to a place where it is easier to deal with things. Gives you a perspective....
But in the meantime.......all thats yours is only the little moments you got.....with your loved ones......that are really yours to hold on to.......everything else? No clue..... 
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