#suzanne readfearn

You only live once, and no one has any idea how long that once is going to be, so grab on tight and hold on for the ride and don't worry about it and don't look back.

Like everyone else, she is stumbling forward, one foot in front of the other, not always in the right direction, but staggering on just the same.

Every journey begins with a single step. Clear your mind of can't. Fear is what stops you; courage is what keeps you going.

Because no matter how busy you keep yourself, no matter how much you refuse to talk about the past or face it, no matter how many times you change the channel if the weatherman is predicting snow, there are moments, inevitable lapses and gaps in time, when the past floods into the present with such fury it sucks the wind from your lungs and knocks you off your feet.

Regret is a tough emotion to live with, impossible to move on from, because what's done is done.... Only delusion can protect you from it, somehow alerting history into something easier to accept.

"How do I get past it?" she mumbles, not necessarily to him. Hate. Hurt. Guilt. And grief. So much of it that i feel its thickness and weight, like she is drowning and can't breathe. "A single step at a time... You're still here, so there's really not a choice. An inch, a foot , not necessarily in the right direction, but onward nonetheless.. Until eventually, the present becomes the past, and you are somewhere else altogether, hopefully in a better place than you are today."