There comes a time when you just have to walk away from the hurt and drama placed on your soul by people who would cast you aside with the first change of weather.

We try to surround ourselves with people with integrity, flexibility and ethics, friends that make you laugh and focus on life, but if you fall will always hold out a hand to help you back up,

Falling is part of life and trust is the basis of all real friendship, we enter this world alone with no illusion of what is to come.

We die with the understanding of wisdom needed to survive, the in-between is the dying art of compassion with flexibility and accountability to others that cross your path between the parts of life we know as birth and death.

GW.