If you don't have health, your quality of life sucks. I don't care if you have ten million dollars in the bank; if you don't have the ability to do what you want, when you want because of hangups with your health, you don't have anything. For some people, money is the barrier to their desires, but that can always be earned. Once you lose your health, you cannot buy it back.
In a world of uncertainty, there is nothing more important than knowing 100% for sure that someone, somewhere out in the wildly rolling waves of life, is keeping the lighthouse lit just for you.
We don't need people to encourage us to keep curling the 5 lb weights that obviously are a better fit for the tiny 80 year old woman in Silver Sneakers class. We need people who are going to yell in our face as we struggle to put up the 20 lb shoulder press, and encourage you to go for that last rep before our arms fall, exhausted, but our pride swells, elated.
When you tell someone 'thank you', or 'miss you', or 'wish you were here', it's saying that you notice them and you're grateful for what they bring into your life. You observe what they do when you're around, and you care when they are not around.
My most recent breakup has led me to contemplate all of my past relationships. When you're in smack in the middle and full of new love, they seem amazing. When they're removed from your life, you sob in wrenching pain; eventually, months later, you wonder what you ever saw in them and roll your eyes at your past self and her choices. But for me, years down the road, I am thankful for all of my failed relationships because they each have shaped a part of who I am.
Your happiness is like an old, hand-pieced multicolored quilt that has been in your family for generations. It blankets everything. It is handmade. No one else has one just like it.
Life is a series of mistakes for everyone. The hard lessons are only given to those brave enough to step outside their comfort zone.