Life has a way of throwing curved balls at you, doesn't it?
You drift off to sleep at night, and dream about happier and simpler times. You yearn for the days that never ended; the days that felt safe and made sense. You smell the smell of cooking, see the afternoon sunlight shining lazily through the trees, and get lost in the endless wonder of make-believe without any cares at all.
And then your eyes open.
It's a cold, rigid, honest new morning. Those blissful bubbles of contentedness quickly burst and evaporate in the realisation that the dream is over and reality is resuming.
It doesn't get better.
Nothing stays the same.
You never appreciate true happiness until you've lost it.
Take back a little comfort! We absolutely don't come anywhere close to being a substitute for what growing older has cost you, but we're surely better than nothing at all. Join
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